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तर...
उजव्यांतल्यांत
ताच्या अन्तरांतल्या
समादानाची
शितळकाय भरिल्ली
हजारांनी वर्सां
जावन गेलीं
हे गजालीक.
पुण
तेन्ना पसून...
आपले रडकुळे नदरेन
एक दूक गळयलें – ताचो सुर्या जालो
आनीक एक दूक गळयलें – ताचो चन्द्रीम जालो
देव ताच्या दोळ्यांनी
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God’s Tears
- R. V. Pandit
- Translated into English by Dr. S. M. Tadkodkar
-
In wonder great
God gazed , one day
At the world by Him create
All things that went their way
O’er the world’s face,
His Glance did clearly trace;
And man, too, holding sway
O’er them all.
Thus God’s Left Eye
Beheld man’s cruel, dark
Misdeeds of tyranny...
Behind these, half concealed,
God’s Right Eye faint beheld
One small brave spark
Of man’s nobility.
And as the Lord did look,
Into each eye
A tear drop welled.
The left eye’s tear
With scalding smart
Told of God’s heart
By anguish rent;
The right eye’s tear,
Cool as a brook,
Mirrored His deep content.
Since this began
Thousands of years have fled
And still God’s looks are bent,
Eyes brimming o’er,
On the world He gave to man;
Wondering, will mankind ever
Make Him content and glad
For the world He made?
One tear – the Sun,
Another tear – the Moon,
Two eyes for ever turning
To His world
In hope and yearning…
म्हजो बांगर बैल
- पुण्डलीक नारायण नायक
एका बांगर बैलान
आतांच दावें तोडलां
गवण मोडून
भल्ल्या गोठ्यांतल्यान
बैल उबी दोंड हुंपून गेलो
रुखां-झोपां माड्डीत गेलो
शिंगार रगत माखयलें
कपलार तिबे सोबयले
बैल शिरेर मदेल्लो
बैलान धेंकर गाजयलो
बैलान पागोच बदल्लो.
बैलान जूं शेडायलें
नांगर-गुटे मोडयले
बैलान किरय किरयलें
घट थंय जिरयलें.
कासरे कानयेक बदना
बैल चेचुंक जमना
बैल विकूंक फावना.
बैलाक म्हज्या किरोंवदी
जाय तसो मिरोंवदी
बैल फुडल्या पाडव्या येवचोना
पुजेखातीर तिश्टचोना
जाय तसो जाय तेन्ना येतलो
शिंगां दाखोवन पुजून घेतलो.
बैल म्हज्या बावन्न कुळांचो उद्धारी
बैल म्हज्या कुळाचो वारस...
My Ungelded Bull
- Pundalik Narayan Nayak
- Translated into English by Dr. S. M. Tadkodkar
An ungelded Bull , just now,
Has dissevered his thether,
In an abundant cow-pen
After breaking rack of fodder
The Bull crossed over the trough
Went away, bushes and thickets treading upon
Decorated forehead with vermilion
Smeared blood on horns
The Bull was seminally mad
The Bull roared with eructation
The Bull even changed his stable
The Bull threw away its yoke
And broke spindle of the plough
The Bull adorned with figured work
And sunk hard was that though
The Bull does not yield to reins
The Bull cannot be soundly drubbed
The Bull not affordable for sale
Let the Bull adorn with figured work
Let it strut as he desires
The Bull wilt not arrive on the first day of next year
Wilt not await in expectation
Wilt cometh as and when desires
Wilt show horns and get adored
My Bull, the saviour of fifty two generations
My Bull, the heir of my race…
फिशटॅङ्क
- सु० म० तडकोड
हा उजेड अन् हे लखलखते पाणी,
ह्या वेली अन् ही सोनेरी मासोळी
सगळेच उसन्या प्राणवायूवर जगणारे
कृतक जगात;
हा दीप अन् हे लखलखते जग,
ह्या मुली अन् ही सोनेरी आमिषे,
कुठेतरी स्विच् माझ्या श्वासाचा
खऱ्याखुऱ्या जगात;
शोधतोय तो फिशटॅङ्क बनविणारा
माझ्याभोवती कधीपासून !
माझ्याभोवती हे नयनरम्य काचेचे घर!!
Fish-tank
- Su. Ma. Tadkod
Translated into English by Dr. S. M. Tadkodkar
This blaze and sparkling water
These creepers and goldfish
All of them thrive on borrowed oxygen
In an artificial world;
This lamp and sparkling world
These lasses and golden temptations
And the switch of my life somewhere
In the real world;
I have been searching the fish-tank maker
Surrounding me since times immemorial !
Around me this charming glass house !!
तिला ऐकू येतो पावा
- सु० म० तडकोड
पसरला देहगंध
झालं पिकुळ चांदणं
तिचं मन घेई न्हाणं...
हात नका लावू आता,
तिला ऐकू येतो पावा
त्यानं धाडिला सांगावा...
भिरंभिरं झालं रान,
नको आता काही गाऊ
तिला भेटेल… ग राऊ...
She Listens to the Flute
- Su. Ma. Tadkod
Translated into English by Dr. S. M. Tadkodkar
After the odour of her body Spread hither-thither
And Moon ripened
Her mind too is feeling its shower …
Do not, please, touch her now on
She is listening to the flute
He has sent her a message known…
The woods are tingling
Do not, please, sing anything
He is on the way… deepening…
हो जुंवो...
कवी : सु० म० तडकोड
हो जुंवो...
वेंगावून बसला म्हज्या कुडीक, आत्म्याक
आवयनच गोजडी ओ़डल्या म्हजेर जणूं कांय
कदीमकाळासावन;
जल्माक थळ आसता,
भूंयेचो कुडको आसत जाल्यार,
जल्माक शान्तिकाय लाबता,
भूंयेंक अस्मिताय आसत जाल्यार,
भूंयेविणे जल्माक आव्हान तें कसलें, हें
शिकयलें म्हज्या ह्या जुव्यान कदीमकाळासावन;
हालिसरां कितलेशेच साकव पातळ्ळ्यात
हिण्यांतिण्या
ते म्हज्या जुंव्यार येवंक सोदतात
(ते कोण तें हांव नेणो!)
ते म्हाका नाकातच...
आधुनिकताय ह्या जुंव्याक उबारतली,
अशें ते म्हणटात,
कांय साकव तांच्या सरकारांनी बांदल्यात
ते कोण तें हांव नेणो!)
तांका ते पाटो अशें म्हणटात
ते म्हाका भोवच सतायतात...
कांय साकव म्हज्या सरकारांनी बांदून काडल्यात
(ते कोण तेंय हांव नेणो!)
तांचो दोळो म्हज्या जुंव्यार
आनी म्हजो शेजार तांच्या हातांत
म्हज्या आत्म्याक दोगूयजाण ओडून काडूंन सिलिकॉन व्हॅलींत धाडून दिवंक सोदतात
(कित्याक काय हांव नेणो!)
हांव देखतां, हिण्यां-तिण्यां
म्हजो लोक एकोडोच पडला,
ना तो म्हजो ना तो तांचोय
म्हजो जुंवो पिशांतूर जावन रडूंक सोदता, म्हज्या वांजुट्ट्यापणापासत...
This Island…
(J ũ v o – A Konkani Poem)
Poet : Su. Ma. Tadkod
This island…
Cast around my body and soul
As if mother has done so,
Since the times I was born;
Birth has place, if it has some piece of land
Birth begets peace, if its land offers identity
Birth without some piece of land gets no challenge
This island taught me since the times immemorial;
Recently a number of bridges are being constructed hither-thither,
They want to come into my island
(I do not know them!)
I do not want them…
Some modernity will improve the island, they say,
(I do not know them!)
They are known as causeways!
They are causing me worries…
Some conjoiners are being constructed by my governments
(I do not know them too!)
Some of my neighbours on the island have conjoined their hands
They are eying my island
Against my existence…
They want to drag my soul out against my will
And send to the Silicon Valley
(I do not know why!)
I saw hither-thither
My people are alone, neither mine nor their own;
My island laments for my impotency…
तुज्या सपनांत
कवी : सु० म० तडकोड
तुज्याच सपनांत न्हातालों हांव
म्हज्या सपनांचो दर्या
दर्याचें न्हाणें कोणाच्या सपनांत गो
तु्ज्या - म्हज्या जिणेचीं पदां
गायतालीं सपनां
सपनांची पदां कोणाच्या सपनांत गो
तुज्या स्पर्शांचो गांव
नुलयतां स्पर्शांत म्हज्या
स्पर्शांची पदां म्हज्या काळजांत गो
In Your Dreams
(Tujya Sapanãt – A Konkani Poem)
Poet : Su. Ma. Tadkod
Drenched in your dreams I was
In the ocean of dreams
In whose dreams will the drenched ocean be
Singing were the dreams
Songs of life - yours and mine
In whose dreams will the songs of dreams be
Vast territory of your touch
Unspoken is in my feelings
In whose heart songs of the feelings be
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