To Major Saroia Kumari NOW the News have A direct telecast THEN the News were ONLY broadcast AND one had to Be literally all ears Sticking one’s ears TO the radioset TO know the latest. As the news of Your Gold-medal-Win Was aired thorough the countryEverything turned – topsy-turvy. For long A victim of Green-eyed God He simmered,seethed And finally Blew up! In your absence You flowed In his veins Instead of a mirthful DanceCelebrating your victory Your man Performed a Tandav Destroying all Even the memories! Saroja ! do you know Maitreyi pushpa-a woman writer Her odyssey from “Betwa Bahti Rahi” to “Triyahath” Her character “Gama” Smiles in her heart And glows on her face. You know, what she did She took off- First her anklets Then her “Mangalsutra” And proclaimed,”All these are but chains To keep women encaged From tip to toe”- if you go to Delhi Do meet this brave soul. Saroja, it seems You wish to wear Both together HIS “Mangalsutra” And your ‘gold-medal’ But your Gold-medal Covers and hides his ‘sutra-medal’ A situation- For him unbearable For you fatal. Saroja, you just don’t know How beautiful This gold-medal Looks on you We all love to See you garlanded in that Your gold-medal is Something you’ve earned And this ‘sutra-medal’ Has been thrust Around your neck. Our land Infested With Sarojas Who don’t even know What is a gun What is the target They simmer and sob They cry and wail. The poems Across the world Brim with their tears and travails. Saroja, I exhort you: When you return From Melborne Target the chest Of that high-caste oppressor- Your man You can do it Yes, you can! You have it all- Target, gun Acumen, trick And above all a gleaming gold-medal Around your Proud neck! Pawan Karan Translated by : Dr. Rashmi Bajaj
Posted on: Tue, 13 Aug 2013 08:07:30 +0000
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