Dearest is away -poetry
Rains are here but!
During the paddy sowing season Indian women labor normally sow each plant by hand and it is an ancient tradition that they sing some beautiful song. perhaps to brighten them up in this back breaking work. One of the songs which I could remember is translated into English. It takes me to down the memory lane!
“Clouds building up in sky
soothing hearts of all
Light drizzle from top,
today is the day dearie is to come
after a time, pretty long
“Its raining heavily,
thunder and lightening
getting frightened for my dearie
clouds building up in sky
darkness swooping down
“I’m trembling with fear, anxiety
heartless darling yet to arrive,
now there is no hope left,
clouds building up in sky.”
“Dearie staying far off
no letter or message till now
today cooing of cuckoo unromantic
she also missing her mate,
yet to arrive from his sojourn
at a far away orchard of mango
“Even rose ringed parakeet
out of tune,
no idea why she also in misery
Papiha crying, Piu-Piu,
eternally sad.”
“Frogs celebrating rain,
peacock dancing,
feel like driving them away
to a far off place.
There my chum swaying up
Then down
swinging on tree of Bunyan,
her darling by the side;
torturous cravings and desires,
that’s my fate and destiny,
clouds building up in sky,
light drizzle from top.”
