GRASS AND WOMAN: RAJASTHANI POEM BY SAPNA VERMA : ENGLISH TRANSVERSION BY RAJNI CHHABRA

 GRASS AND WOMAN

A woman is like grass

Swaying and waving

Delicate and soft

Always keeps sticking 

To roots 

As soon as it tries to

Grow high

It is ripped

And again rooted in earth

She learns to live again 

All afresh

She abandons habit of

Swaying and waving

The more she flourishes

The more she is ripped 

The story is not that

She is personification of sacrifice

Special feature of her is that

In spite of being cut times again

She keeps sticking to roots

The woman

Who has capability of

Flourishing into a tree

Takes pride in being grass

Turns whole earth green.





Comments

  1. Hi!,Friends posting the comment on behalf of Poet Jud Bowness from Boston, which he posted on my fb timeline
    Without grass to hold the earth together the world would be barren and turn to dust and just blow away as if it never existed
    JUD BOWNESS

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  2. thanks, Dear Poet for this deep comment

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  3. Beautifully Written.. I do appreciate the transverted language also, which doesn't make me feel like i am reading a translated poem.

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    1. Heartily obliged to you for this precious comment

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  4. Brain stirring concept of a laborious courageous tribal woman in Rajasthan to Grass, always connected to its roots under ground yet fragile in nature to be uprooted easily by greedy cunning man in society to exploit her femininity and dignity on seeing her beauty alike in swaying to breeze of the. Grass. The grass once ripped gets planted again in ground but is now shy of growing tall to prevent exploitation again. Same is condition of young girls who are vulnerable like. Grass to man dominated community life in Rajasthan

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  5. Simply speechless at your profound comprehensive comment.You are master in the art of commenting

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