BLOOMING MUSTARD FIELDS
(Photos Autar Mota)
Swarga Hawaa Praraan Anawaarey
Thhavie na kaanh
meiti saazus Goash .
Ranga Tcheiri Vigeini Ta vunn Tche Haareiy
Yuthh Reishi Vaarie Vitasta Raatchh….
Soann Siendh Sangar
Roapp Koahh Maalai
Marg Ta Baal Chhei Poashei Poash
Koall Raavaan Amrit
Naett Naarey
Yuthh Reishi Vaarie
Vitasta Raatchh..
( lines from opera vitasta composed by kashmiri Poet Dina Nath Naadim )
The Breeze from Heaven Waits and waits
For Any one to listen to its
Soothing music ..
The Territory of colorful birds, The fairies and sparrows ,
O Vitasta !You are the guardian of this land.......
Golden are your Mountains And silvery are the peaks
Golden are your Mountains And silvery are the peaks
The Hills and the valleys are nothing but flowers .
Pitcher loads of Amrita flows down your streams ,
O Vitasta !You are the guardian of this land.......After this crop , the scene totally changes in
Hazaar Dard Shabe Arzoo ki Raah
Mein hain,
Koyee Thikaana Bataao ki Qaafilaa
Utray.
Kareeb Aur Bhi Aao ki Shouq e Deed
Mittay ,
Sharaab Aur Pilaao ki kuchh Nashaa Utray
( Faiz Ahmed Faiz )
The path to the night of desire
is filled with thousand aches ,
Grant me some shelter for this
Caravan to halt.
Be close to me for my eager eyes
to get satiated ,
Bring more wine for this
intoxication to wear off.
( Autar Mota , 16.03.2013 Saturday 11.55 PM . Good Night .. )
( Autar Mota , 16.03.2013 Saturday 11.55 PM . Good Night .. )
Based on a work at http:\\autarmota.blogspot.com\.
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