Re: MAIN AKSAR DER KARTA HUN… !!
Darwesh Bhai, thanks for defining words and phrases. Here’s the whole poem in translation. Please suggest revisions. Ravi
Friends, I’m often late.
I don’t know why,
I don’t know how,
But I’m often late.
Late in embracing happiness,
Late in forgetting sorrows,
Late in putting to test friendships,
Late in desiring someone, and
Late in forgetting the same.
Friends, I’m often late.
To put into play a good poem
Or a heart rendering story,
To write and then to understand
The story of a pretty village-lassie,
To turn over the old pages of an album
For lost memories or a picture,
I am often late.
To wander on desolate roads
Without friends, without a purpose
And then to return home,
I am often late.
Sometimes to be angry with myself,
Sometimes to forgive myself,
I am often late.
I don’t know why,
I don’t know how,
I remember all this.
But I’m often late.
Note: Also posted at http://whitewings.sulekha.com/blog/post/2007/06/i-m-often-late.htm