The poor homeland is turning, even though that alleyway is the stopping point of paradise, and it is still home.

This powerful couplet speaks to the deep pain of disillusionment. The poet addresses the 'poor homeland' (Gareebul Watan), suggesting that the very place meant to be paradise—the familiar streets of home—is now turning against its people. It captures the profound sorrow of realizing that even the most sacred and comforting places can betray you, leaving a deep sense of loss.