tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38414458055476534792024-03-14T12:39:28.887+05:30A GIFT OF LOVEThis blog is a birthday gift to a mother from a daughter.My mother is a prolific reader and contributor of contemporary Oriya literature.
I have tried to translate a few of her works from Oriya to English on this blog.
Anything noteworthy is her flair,anything amiss is my blunder.So the readers may praise her feelings if they find it good and blame my literary skills if they are not satisfied...Anwesahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07282981779361344562noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841445805547653479.post-18485331818353676432011-01-10T00:00:00.000+05:302011-01-10T11:57:00.333+05:30THE TRYST<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NVzt_NqlKJA/SN-YSQyCZ6I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/HYeO2baSOyg/s1600-h/red+ruby.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251083130047195042" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NVzt_NqlKJA/SN-YSQyCZ6I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/HYeO2baSOyg/s320/red+ruby.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a><br />
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Lost in a horizon, my eyes fail to see the zenith.<br />
In my effort to find a way out,I reach the place<br />
where I started.<br />
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I know<br />
Whatever was, is and will be offered to me<br />
was never mine.<br />
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All those tokens will remain here, long after I'm gone.<br />
But,nevertheless I pile them up again and again.<br />
Tie them with threads of love,affection,attachment and greed.<br />
I often ponder,<br />
Why should I sacrifice anything that is rightfully mine ?<br />
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I shrug off all my tears, seeming worthless to others<br />
Proudly clutching each insult,hatred,mockery<br />
and vulgar comment that life inflicted on me.<br />
I think I'll return them someday .<br />
But to whom??Where??<br />
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All around me I see a battlefield,a 'Kurukshetra'<br />
Of the known and the unknown.<br />
Whom shall I bestow with<br />
This cocktail of abuses,<br />
Which I never liked myself ?<br />
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Rather I'll keep it all for myself.<br />
I shall treat them as my ornaments.<br />
Obviously,I won't go empty handed.<br />
When we meet, he'll see it for himself<br />
That I know how to deck myself in all finery<br />
Tying my hair into a gorgeous bun<br />
Lining my eyes with the black pestilence of bad names<br />
And all my poignant frustrations metamorphosizing into<br />
this sparkling red ruby on my finger. </div>Anwesahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07282981779361344562noreply@blogger.com59tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841445805547653479.post-83124717507324543622009-08-12T00:00:00.001+05:302009-08-12T00:00:00.235+05:30THE WILL<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NVzt_NqlKJA/SoBq2hq_hII/AAAAAAAAAPY/_96ywQVV4Xw/s1600-h/glass.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368408240809804930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NVzt_NqlKJA/SoBq2hq_hII/AAAAAAAAAPY/_96ywQVV4Xw/s200/glass.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">Had not quite collected all<br />That life had offered me,<br />No accounts were kept<br />Of pleasures…..<br />Of illegitimate achievements…..<br />I counted them,<br />The retreating waves,<br />The moonlight lost in thoughts,<br />The blue sea foam<br />Surrendering to those timed waves,<br />The silence of the deep nights..<br />Broken dreams under eyelids<br />Criss-crossing lines on palms<br />The brown course of dried tears<br />The sky filled with stars of disillusion.<br /><br />Many a times have I fixed,<br />The already-worn jewel of infamity.<br />Many a times have I set foot<br />In the infernal fire of sin.<br />The joy of getting burnt<br />Is an art in itself….<br />The untold pain of losing oozing blood<br />Is an art in itself….<br />The helplessness when each cry<br />Refuses to be a word ..<br />Hearts shattered as sand-castles<br />Plight of barren Casuarina groves<br />Painting pictures with gentle yellow hues<br />Sourced from the bouquet of all failures<br />Is an art in itself…..</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">P.S. : 12th August-the anniversary of the dearest lady of my life.....Also the first anniversary of this blog. </div><br /><div align="center">Words fail me...all I can say is, I love you Mamma...</div>Anwesahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07282981779361344562noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841445805547653479.post-50505371047536861672009-03-14T14:53:00.002+05:302009-03-14T15:05:01.436+05:30A BIRD'S LIFE - 29<p align="center">One day I’ll not be here.<br />My breath will mingle with the winds.<br />Arrival and departure is a ritual here.<br />My footprints will be lost<br />On these trodden paths….<br /><br />My dreams would sleep on this earth.<br />My teardrops will flow down the stream.<br />The petal of memories will fade in the wet dewdrops.<br />The lust of life will be lost<br />In the light mists…<br /><br />O Bird !<br />I would lay as soil or ashes<br />Till the rain of love<br />Reincarnates me as a shady tree….</p><p align="center"></p><p align="center">Note: This is the translation of one of the poems in the anthology "PAKHEE JANMA" (published in Oriya,meaning "A Bird's Life"). The book is a collection of 41 poems penned by my mother.</p><p align="center">The above poem is the 29th piece of the collection.</p><p align="center"></p>Anwesahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07282981779361344562noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841445805547653479.post-70121685384533884272008-10-03T18:11:00.008+05:302009-02-19T22:02:32.990+05:30I REMEMBER...<div align="center"></div><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">I remember...</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">The moment I first saw you</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">When I first looked into your eyes</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">I felt a tremor,pass down my spine</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">But you remained unaffected.</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong> </p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">I remember...</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">The other times</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">Fate put us together.</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">The many efforts I made </span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">To reach out to you</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">But you remained indifferent.</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong> </p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">I remember...</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">How desperate I felt</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">When I did not feel </span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">your presence near,</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">When I tried to let you know</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">how much I yearned for you.</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">But you never seemed to care.</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong> </p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">I remember...</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">The day you were leaving</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">And I saw you passing by..</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">My eyes brimming with</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">unshed tears,</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">Wondering if you would take me along.</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">But you never noticed.</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong> </p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">I remember...</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">The tumult I felt within me</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">Waiting to reveal my</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">feeling to you,</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">wanting to probe into </span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">Your silence</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">And then...</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">I felt your </span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">eyelids rise..</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">The time stood still</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">when you stopped</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">and nodded.</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">And</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">I understood you cared.</span></strong></p><p align="justify"></p>Anwesahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07282981779361344562noreply@blogger.com32