TWO VIEWS FROM PARIMAHAL GARDEN SRINAGAR AND A POEM OF FAIZ AHMED FAIZ

                   

  TWO  VIEWS FROM PARIMAHAL GARDEN SRINAGAR

 TO THESE PHOTOGRAPHS ,I ADD A POEM OF FAIZ AHMED FAIZ TRANSLATED  BY AGHA SHAHID ALI .

"City of Lights"

On each patch of green, from one shade to the next,

the noon is erasing itself by wiping out all color,

becoming pale, desolation everywhere,

the poison of exile painted on the walls.

In the distance,

there are terrible sorrows, like tides:

they draw back, swell, become full, subside.

They've turned the horizon to mist.

And behind that mist is the city of lights,

my city of many lights.

How will I return to you, my city,

where is the road to your lights? My hopes

are in retreat, exhausted by these unlit, broken walls,

and my heart, their leader, is in terrible doubt.

But let all be well, my city, if under

cover of darkness, in a final attack,

my heart leads its reserves of longings

and storms you tonight. Just tell all your lovers

to turn the wicks of their lamps high

so that I may find you, Oh, city,

my city of many lights.

( A poem of Faiz Ahmed Faiz Translated by Agha Shahid Ali)

Saturday  15^{th December}  , 2012 , Time 00.05 AM Good Night                                               


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