Thursday, November 26, 2009

Remembering 26/11...

Paying homage to 26/11 victims..Putting forth below a poem written in Hindi by Prasoon Joshi named 'Iss Baar Nahi' meaning 'Not this time' on the aftermath of the Mumbai terror attacks.

Is Baar Nahin

Is baar jab woh choti si bachchi mere
paas apni kharonch le kar aayegi
Main use phoo phoo kar nahin behlaoonga
Panpaney doonga uski tees ko

Is baar nahin

Is baar jab main chehron par dard likha dekhoonga
Nahin gaoonga geet peeda bhula dene wale
Dard ko risney doonga' utarney doonga andar gehrey

Is baar nahin

Is baar main na marham lagaoonga
Na hi uthaoonga ruee ke phohey
Aur na hi kahoonga ki tum aankhein band karlo,
gardan udhar kar lo main dawa lagata hoon
Dikhney doonga sabko, hum sabko khuley nangey ghaav

Is baar nahin

Is baar jab uljhaney dekhoonga, chatpatahat dekhoonga
Nahin daudoonga uljhee dor lapetney
Uljhaney doonga jab tak ulajh sake

Is baar nahin

Is baar karm ka hawala de kar nahin uthaoonga auzaar
Nahin karoonga phir se ek nayee shuruaat
Nahin banaoonga misaal ek karmyogi ki
Nahin aaney doonga zindagi ko aasani se patri par
Utarney doonga usey keechad main,
tedhey medhey raston pe
Nahin sookhney doonga deewaron par laga khoon
Halka nahin padneydoonga uska rang
Is baar nahin banney doonga usey itna laachaar
ki paan ki peek aur khoon ka fark hi khatm ho jaye

Is baar nahin

Is baar ghawon ko dekhna hai
Gaur se thoda lambe wakt tak
Kuch faisley
Aur uskey baad hausley
kahin toh shuruat karni hee hogi
Is baar yahi tay kiya hai...

...Prasoon Joshi, an Indian ad guru and film lyricist


Didn't Forgive. Didn't Forget. Let's move beyond 26/11.

The translated one in English goes like this.


Not this time

This time when that little girl comes to me with her bruises, 
I will not blow gently at her wound, nor distract her, 
I will let her pain grow.


Not this time.

This time when I see pain on faces
I will not sing the song that eases pain 
I will let the pain seep in, deep…. 

Not this time.

This time I won't apply any balm 
Nor will I ask you to shut your eyes 
and turn your head 
While I gingerly apply medicine 
I will let everyone see the open, naked wounds… 

Not this time.

This time when I see difficulty, uneasiness
I will not run to solve the problems 
I will let them become complicated….

Not this time.

This time I won't pick up my tools as a matter of duty
I will not make a new beginning 
Nor will I stand as an example of one dedicated to my job 
I will not let life easily return to normalcy 
I will let it descend into muck, on the twisting paths 
I will not let the blood on the walls dry out 
Nor will I let its colour fade away 
This time I won't let it become so helpless 
That you can't tell blood from paan-spit.

Not this time

This time the wounds need to be watched 
Carefully 
For a long time
Some decisions are needed 
And then some brave moves to be made 
We have to begin somewhere… 
This time this is what I have resolved.


Didn't Forgive. Didn't Forget. Let's move beyond 26/11.
           

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