The month of Katayien is here.
They say cranes arrive in this weather.
Slow wind blows imperceptibly
Certain coolness dissolves in the air
It seems this ancient city
Having travelled a long distance steadily
Has arrived on the limits of a new world
Houses are the same, so are the roads
However it seems something is strange
Same are the people
the dew in their eyes
has become indifferent to the separation and hopelessness
The month of Kattak has arrived
They say leaves fall (from trees) in this weather.
Two raindrops fell on the glass windowpane
and moving slowly joined hesitatingly
Then started slipping down together
As women folk get swayed with emotion all of a sudden while doing their chores
They wipe their tears and get on with their work in a sprightly fashion.