Kalbaisakhi (The Norwester)

Kalbaisakhi, when come you, come you As a whirlwind, A cyclone under formation, Working under pressure, Blowing away heat wave and humidity Give you relief, But ruffling it all very dangerously, I can see the clouds blackening, The winds with the dust storms blowing And playing with, The trees shaking violently, The force as such That they bending, Twisting and twisting, Maybe it that they may be uprooted, The tin roofs rattling, The rains with the hard winds Lashing against And it's thundering. Kalbaisakhi, you are the cyclonic storm Of the Baisakh month Of the Indian Hindu calendar, That is from 15 April to 15 May, But it continuing for more Till the rainy days set in And even in the hottest summertime of Jyestha, I mean from 15 May to 15 June, A harbinger of the cool no doubt, But the evaporation is also essential As for the cyclic order Giving way to Aasadh, Shravana and Bhadra finally.