Virohan | विरोहण

We will die in the clutches of droughtfrom the crops witheringfrom the air water and soil becoming poisonousbut later. We’ll die of hungerall of us will die of hungerwe’ll rip each other apart from head to toewe’ll devour our bodiesbut later. We will dieall of us will die (not together but one by one)from the lack of itbut later. Love will die firstthen everythingfrom the death of love.‘Virohan’ is an odyssey – a journey of leaving behind a lot as you move forward. It’s that last final goodbye before bidding farewell forever. It is a dream conjured by a soul wrapped in the essence of time’s dust. It’s art – a delicate craft of preserving love with a smile amid parting ways. It is a scream emerging from the hush of silence.But above all Virohan is about unwavering belief – belief in saving love no matter what.- Translation by Kirti Saini