Joy flees at the first opportunity
It does not give company always
Like sorrow
Sorrow is the true friend
It is not ethereal like happiness
Whose life partner is sorrow
Sorrow is one’s happiness
Happiness is dream
Sorrow is reality
Absurd dream is not my longing in reality
So I do not say myself to be unhappy
Even if I’m not happy
(Translated from Assamese by Bibekananda Choudhury)