NaPoWriMo (#29): Umad ghumad..

Today, the challenge is to write a poem  using words from some foreign language. I am presenting a poem in Hindi which is a foreign language to thousands of WordPress users. I am re-blogging it from my blog. Here goes “Umad Ghumad..”

Umad ghumad kar baadal chhaye,
sang unke vichar bhi ufnaye..
aadhe adhoore, kacche pakke,
kuch kachotte to kuch muskate,
kuch aansoon laate, to kuch gudgudaate.
kalam meri ruk ruk jaye,
kya likhoon aisa..
jo sabhi ko bha jaye..
sacche bhav…
par jo na mujhe rulaaye
na kisi aur ka man dukhaye.
sabhi mere apne hain..
jinse dukh sukh ke,
kshan sabhi jude hain..
unke haathon me kuch nahi..
saare pal, eeshwar ne gadhe hain.
e baadal..
apni boondon mein baha
aansoon saare le ja..
kar de mera man bhi hara..
kar de mera man bhi hara..
 
 

It means that along with the rumbling clouds my heart is also full of many thoughts. Some thoughts are happy while some are painful. My pen wants to write but only those words which would neither hurt me nor others because they all  are family. I want the clouds to wash away all my pain in the rain and heal the wounds of my heart.

 
 
 
 
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About shoma abhyankar

I like to believe that I am a creative person. I read, write, paint, sketch, rustle up some quick and some elaborate meals for friends and family, love chess, su-doku and scrabble, can hum an old Hindi song tentatively, always stand up for women rights, hate fake people, bugs, roaches, spiders and cigarette smokers!! I graduated with a degree of Bachelor of Architecture in 1998. Soon after, I married an officer in Indian Air Force and have been on move since then. For a brief time of two years when we were posted in Pune, I worked as a junior architect in a firm. Being aware of frequent movement that we would have to live with, I chose to be a homemaker and concentrated on creating a warm and welcoming home for my family. But sitting at home without any creative activity was not my cup of tea. I learnt candle making and soon put up an exhibition at Poona Club when my daughter was barely a year old. I also enjoyed a short stint as a home-based entrepreneur, supplying chocolates and cakes on demand, while we were posted in Bareilly. With an inclination towards writing, I completed a diploma in ‘Creative Writing in English’ from Symbiosis College of Distance Learning, Pune. Then I discovered the blogosphere. Now I hope to not only travel and share my experiences with the world but also to pen a book someday....
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6 Responses to NaPoWriMo (#29): Umad ghumad..

  1. Nice very nice…

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  2. Bahut mazaa aaya Shoma!! Especially with all this heat, the first two words itself lifted my spirits!!

    After reading I realised once again how rich India is terms of diversity and cultures and language 🙂 much as I adore the English language…there are times when it can be inadequate!

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  3. Aashish says:

    Beautifully written.

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