R S Prasanna

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Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Strewn Morsels of Life

For morsels of food they will scramble,
In petty talk their lives dissipate;
Slowly, grey will envelope their hair,
Into old age they will crawl one day.
Finally, there, in prostration they’d lay
Before a much diseased death.

Such are the people around me!
And like them – Ha!
Like them you thought I’d fall!

- by The great Bharati.

(A humble translation of a mighty verse by the great Poet Bharati, "Thedi Choru Nidham Thindru")


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Good one!!

But I found another translation that carried the life and charm of the original one.

Nice blog, thanks Shobaa De's blog in identifying this nice one :)

12:32 AM  
Blogger R S Prasanna said...

anon: thanks for the kind words. i am eager to read the other translation. could u share it with me?

2:10 AM  

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