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याद आती है…

याद आती है 
वो लम्बी और प्यारी बातों की  
वो लम्बे और प्यारे बालों की 
याद आती है तेरी 
प्यारी आवाज़ की 
और इन्ही यादों में 
खोया मैं 
हर पल 
तेरा नाम कहता हूँ 
पागलों की तरह 
शायरों की तरह 
आशिकों की तरह 

Miss You

I miss 
our long and lovely talks
your long and lovely hair
I miss your--
sweet voice
in your memories
I call your name
like insane people
like poets
like lovers.

© M. Jay Dixit, September heart-to-hearts, 2023 All Rights Reserved

Two Hindi Poems and Their English Translations

Dear readers and fellow bloggers, today for the first time, I’ve written poetry in Hindi. The prompt was to write a poem for/about grandmothers. In Hindi, a paternal grandma is called ‘Daadi’ and a maternal grandma is called ‘Naani’. My dear Daadi passed away when I was in class 10th, her name was Shyama, its meaning is ‘the dark color of dusk’, also, it is one of the names of Lord Krishna. My Naani is still alive and still as loving as the first day I remember seeing her, her name is Sudha, its meaning is ‘nectar, ambrosia’, also, it is one of the names of Goddess Lakshmi.

I gave you that information so that you can understand the following poems more deeply, one more thing, in Hindu culture, it is a practice to touch feet of the elders in order to ask for their blessings. “Charan Sparsh” translates to “Touch Feet”.

दो हिंदी की कवितायें 


श्रीमती श्यामा,
दादी माँ,
प्यारी माँ,

वो सलोनी यादें 
सुहावने साये 
वो बचपन की बातें 
सुन्दर समय 

कैरम, चॉकलेट, गुल्लक 
हमेशा खेलने, खाने और भरने को तैयार 
आशीर्वाद और गुड लक 
हमेशा दिया, अनगिनत प्यार 

ढल गयी सुनहरी शाम 
लेकिन लाली जैसे गुलाब की 
शेष है अभी, इस नववर्ष 
दादी माँ, चरण स्पर्श! 


श्रीमती सुधा,
नानी माँ,
प्यारी माँ, 

सुरीली सुबह 
और आपके हाथों का बना 
गाजर का हलवा 
सुगंध जैसे शुद्ध सुधा

चुटकुलों और कहावतों 
और कहानियों और मुहावरों
और बुंदेलखंडी बातों 
का प्यार भरा भण्डार
आपकी गूली-गूली गोद 
में कटा बचपन, याद तो नहीं 
न ही याद हैं 
आपकी लाखों लोरियां 

पर याद हैं लुक्का-चुप्पी 
और भागम-भाग के खेल 
आपके चमत्कारी चुम्बन, अपना मेल 
और मेरा हर्ष 

नानी माँ, चरण स्पर्श!
Two Hindi Poems 


Mrs Shyama, 
Dadi Ma 
Dear Meemaw,

Those charming memories 
Pleasant shades 
Those childhood chats 
Beautiful times 

Carrom, Chocolate, Piggy Bank 
Always ready to play, eat and fill 
Blessings and Good Luck 
Always ready to give, countless love 

Golden evening has passed 
but the redness like that of a rose 
lingers for now, this new year 
Daadi Ma, charan sparsh!


Mrs. Sudha,
Naani Ma, 
Dear meemaw, 

Melodious morning 
and Carrot Pie 
made by your hands 
Scent like pure ambrosia 

Lovely supply of 
Jokes and proverbs 
and stories and idioms 
and Bundelkhandi* babble 

Your lovely-lovely lap 
where I’ve lived while I was a baby 
Though I don’t remember 
Your lakhs of lullabies 

But I do remember playing Hide & Seek 
and You’re It,
Your magical kisses, our get-togethers 
My immense pleasure  

Naani Ma, charan sparsh!

*Bundelkhand is the name of the place form where my dear Naani is from.

© M. Jay Dixit, September heart-to-hearts, 2023 All Rights Reserved

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