When kicking the football that strayed off the field of play, feeling the receding waves etch the sand away from the soles, looking at a colourful paper kite soaring up high in the sky or swaying on the swings on playgrounds, child long hidden in an adult comes to life. Presenting a brilliant poem in Tamil that kindles nostalgia penned by Kathir Bharathi by reproducing here with his prior permission together with an English translation by moi:
மகளுக்கு
காத்திருக்கும் வேளை.
பள்ளி மைதானத்தில்
ஊஞ்சலாடுகிறாள்
அம்மா.
முன்னேறும்போது
சிறுமி
பின்னேறும்போது
அம்மா.
முன்னேறி ஒருமுறை
வானம் உதைத்தவள்
மகள் கண்டதும்
பின்னேறி வந்து
பூமியில் நின்றுகொண்டாள்.
#கதிர்பாரதி 1445 :: 20102020
Waiting for
the daughter,
Amma
sways on the swing
in the school ground.
While going forward,
she is the little girl
and while going back,
 |
| ஸ்ரீவட்சா |
she is the mother.
Having moved forward
and kicked the sky once,
she retreated and
stood on the ground
upon sighting
the daughter.
~Sri 1555 :: 20102020 :: Noidactions:
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