(this is about the soldiers, living away from his family – this is about you and me) तू की जाणे ओ वे चनया What do you know o’ son तेरी माँ ते की गुज़री What your mother went through दूध सिराणै रख के रोई Did she cry by the glass of milk या राह ते ओ गुज़री Or she […]
Poem माँ ते की गुज़री (What mother went through) Read More »
As I lay on the XRay table with a tube in my nose trickling chalklike barium into my guts my thoughts wandered and roamed through the chalk seller streets of ambala and their white stained roads and barium makes its way through my small intestine into the large one as I remember how my stomach
Poem – My Stomach is very upset with me (How does one care for the hungry?) Read More »
नो’ह की नाँव (Noah’s Ark) १६ जून २०१६ (16 June 2016) आप पेड़ काटने आए हैं (you’ve come to cut the tree) तेज़ धूप है, उसिकी छांव में बैठे हैं (it’s hot you sit in it’s shade) फल आँसू की तरह टपक रहे हैं (fruits are falling like tears) आप लकड़ी के चाव
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My desire to bring the nuggets of the best Urdu Poetry to the world starts with this translation. The best picture to draw out the spirit of this poem was the cover page of “homo ludens” by Jose Huizinga. No poem can be interpreted without thinking about what may have been happening in the poet’s
Diwan e Ghalib – Bazeecha-e-Atfal (translation) Read More »
