Purba Purusha
(ancestors)
When I was a small boy
I used to touch the feet of my grandma
Before going to take a test
She used to give me
Ashirbada
‘ajamar hoi thaa
Don’t die and don’t be born
I am not sure
She understood what she was asking for
The eternity of the body
Which she did not have
Neither you nor I
Nor the tiny bacterium
Still we wish
And never hesitate to behave
As if we will never perish
We live for the eternity
I don’t know why
After you were gone
I feel like my packing time has come
But what ever I see
I can’t pack it any way
My possessions, my fame and recognition
All dissolve like a shadow in a dark night
Only I will have the memories
Of you, my grandma and the kids
I leave behind
And become one of you
The purba purushas
((*.*))
January 15, 2005
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