Padmawat,
Padmawat, Alauddin?
Was Padmini so beautiful,
So ravishingly beautiful?
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Tumhari yaad
Jisei bhula naa saka.Yah gajab ki prem-kahani,Ek dastaan.Your memoryStill now haunts meWhich I could not forget it.This a strange love-story,A story.
Why is my Anand-Ashrama
And the rows of flowersWeeping,What has,What has happened to them,My God, my God,Why are,Are they so sad?My God, when together withAnd when separated from,Sometimes memories take me overAnd I fail to shake them offWith the tears welling in the eyesAnd none but I,I myself wiping the tearsIn hidingFrom the worldAs and when get I remembered…
When I see the gulmohars in bloom,
Or frolicking them,Hanging onto,Blooming uponIn clusters or bunchesDecorating the treeFlamboyant, fiery red,Reddish, flame-red,Ornate and floweryAnd decorating the barren earthEven in squelching, sweltering heatOf Indian summer,I stop by,Pause a bitUnder itAnd dream my dreamOf bringing a brideIn sixteen shringaras,In Benarasi handloom silk sari,Embroidered and brocaded,Kajal, tikli, bangles, myrtle, vermillionAnd others
Pitri-paksha,
Worship of forefathers, ancestors,Offerings for forefathers, ancestors,My salutation to them,My offering of respect, homage toForefathers, originator men, for the patriarchs,Respect for,Pinda-dana.With the end of the pitri-pakshaThe beginning of the matri-paksha.Pitri-paksha,Pitron ko ahuti,Pitron ki puja,Pitron ke prati naivedya,Unko mera naman,Meri shraddhanjali,Purvazo, adi-purusha, pitaron ke liyeiShraddha,Pinda-dana.Pitri-paksha ki sampti ke saathMatri-paksha ki shuruyaat.
I see the Naga sadhus
And feel about their journeyFrom Nagaland to Prayag.
Latrine,
Have you,YouThought aboutThem,ThoseCleaningLatrines?And ifThey don’t,WhatWill itHappen,IfTheyDon’tLatrines?