If

Had I not stumbled I would have fallen

 

If that small mistake had not been made

 how mistaken my life would have been

 

To fathom my heart’s depths, how often

 I would have been misled by the heartbeat of faraway

 

Had I not been swept aside by a rivulet

 the rising tide would have drawn me under

 

If I hadn’t been grazed by the paws of a cat

 I would have fallen into the mouth of a tiger

 

If I hadn’t stumbled in the base camp itself

 I would have plummeted from 29,000 feet

 

If I hadn’t stumbled

 a mishap would have marked me forever

 

If a small mistake had not been made

 how wrong my life would have been

 

[Manju Kanchuli. From: Mero Jeevan, Mero Jagat. Publisher: Royal Nepal Academy, Kathmandu, 1997.  © Translation: 1998, Wayne Amtzis and Manju Kanchuli. From: The Minnesota Review, 1996]

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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