ye kitni ajab baat hai
k hum apni preshanion ko
ziddi ke saath apnay pass lagaey rakhtay hain
hamesha keytay hain ki hum theek hain
lakin zabardast baton main maaray jaatay hain
ye kitni ajab baat hai
k hum gussay main maaray rehtay hain
ek lamhay hum ek junglii ki tarah chilatay hain
aur doosray lahmay sub bhool jatay hain
k hum kyon gussay main chilaey thay
hum aisi batain sirif ab hi nahin
aaj hi nahin
es mahinay hi nahin
es saal hi nahin
hum zindgi bhar aisay rehtay hain
nafrat or shor main maaray rehtay hain
akhir, maut kay pass kuch bhi nahin rehata
k vo apnay saath kuch lay chalay.
- tr. Ravi Kopra
The original in English
amazing, how grimly we hold onto our
misery,
ever defensive, thwarted by
the forces.
amazing, the energy we burn
fueling our anger.
amazing, how one moment we can be
snarling like a beast, then
a few moments later,
forgetting what or
why.
not hours of this or days or
months or years of this
but decades, lifetimes
completely used up,
given over
to the pettiest
rancor and
hatred.
finally
there is nothing here for death to
take
away.
- Charles Bukowski