Main Tenu Fair Milaan Gi
Kithey? Kis Tarah? Pata Nai
Shayad Terey Takhayul Di Chinag Ban Ke
Terey Canvas Tey Utraan Gi
Ya Khowrey Terey Canvas Dey Utey
Ikk Rahasmayi Lakeer Ban Ke
Khamosh Tenu Tak Di Rawaan Gi
Yaa Khowrey Sooraj Di Loo Ban Ke
Terey Rangaan Wich Ghulaan Gi
Yaa Rangaan Diyan Bahwaan Wich Baith Ke
Terey Canvas Nuu Walaan Gi
Pata Nai Kiss Tarah? Kithey?
Par Tenu Zaroor Milaan Gi
Yaa Khowrey Ikk Chashma Bani Howaan Gi
Tey Jeevan Jharneyaan Da Paani Udd-da
Main Paani Diyaan Boondaan
Terey Pindey Tey Malaan Gi
Tey Ikk Thandak Jahi Ban Ke
Teri Chaati Dey Naal Lagaan Gi
Main Hor Kujh Nai Jaandi
Par Aena Jaandi
Ke Waqt Jo Vii Karey Ga
Aey Janam Mairey Naal Turey Ga
Aey Jism Mukda Hai
Tay Sab Kujh Muk Jaanda
Par Chaityaan Dey Dhaagey
Kaainaati Kana Dey Hundey
Main Onhaan Kana Nuu Chunaan Gi
Dhaageyaan Nuu Walaan Gi
Tey Tenu Main Fair Milaan Gi…
Translation:
I will meet you yet again
How and where? I know not.
Perhaps I will become a
figment of your imagination
and maybe, spreading myself
in a mysterious line
on your canvas,
I will keep gazing at you.
Perhaps I will become a ray
of sunshine, to be
embraced by your colours.
I will paint myself on your canvas
I know not how and where –
but I will meet you for sure.
Maybe I will turn into a spring,
and rub the foaming
drops of water on your body,
and rest my coolness on
your burning chest.
I know nothing else
but that this life
will walk along with me.
When the body perishes,
all perishes;
but the threads of memory
are woven with enduring specks.
I will pick these particles,
weave the threads,
and I will meet you yet again.
And no more turn aside and brood
ReplyDeleteUpon love’s bitter mystery
For Fergus rules the brazen cars.
...am i near? ;)
...near the mark, i mean. :P
ReplyDelete:)
ReplyDeleteMain tennu fer milngi..!!
super amazing..!!
@ Anon: you'll have to first explain it to me :)
ReplyDelete@ Harry: thanks for sending it to me in the first place :) glad you did :)
...IMAGINATION DEAD IMAGINE. LOL.
ReplyDeleteImagine this Amrita in that station. And you will have a rough idea. The question is, however, if you too have you been brooding on the selfsame mystery?
...cheer up! Let your brooding be,
And come out into the wide world with me.
A man who speculates like that, you know,
Is like a beast grazing on barren ground;
Some evil spirit leads it round and round,
While all about it lush green meadows grow.
"lol".. wait, lemme catch you on your back foot someday. :-/ :P
ReplyDeleteNo, i don't brood on the same lines anymore..the 'station' was an aberration. Nice - comparing me to 'beast grazing on barren grounds'.. i'm blushing. :P
"lol".. wait, lemme catch you on your back foot someday.
ReplyDelete...you mustn't be trying hard if you haven't already. :P
...i also compared me to lush green meadows growing about it. lol.
sloppy: very. :P
ReplyDeleteyep, sloppy, slushy, mushy and dripping - your love for yourself!
ReplyDelete...Is that Echo I hear?
ReplyDeleteno ((((no)))) (((no))) ((no)) ((no)) :P
ReplyDeleteshhh ... Or, the mirror will crack.
ReplyDeleteLancelot. :P
my pleasure ... :)
ReplyDeleteknew u wud luv it ... :)
@ nicrap: you don't ever tire do you?!
ReplyDelete@ Harry: :)
...you say as though it was something to be ashamed of. :P
ReplyDeleteHow could I ever do that! I admire perseverance. :P But to what end I usually like to know.
ReplyDelete...Is there any other: memento mori?
ReplyDelete