DON'T WOMEN GET TIRED ?: HINDI POEM BY PROMILA BHARDWAJ : ENGLISH VERSION BY RAJNI CHHABRA

DON'T WOMEN GET TIRED ?

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1. 

Irrelevant of any weather

Indulge in labour, with labourers

Female labourers

Holding children too,

After sunset

Picking twigs

Cooks food on 

Earthen stove

Fetches water from

Government tap

Washes clothes

Whereas 

Relax, taking bath

Sitting comfortably

Indulge in raillery

Exhausted labourers

Don't female labourers 

Get tired?

2. 

In all villages

In farm barn

Females lend equal helping hand 

To farmers

Several times

Even more than them

In dusky hours

Carrying lumber on head

Or at times, carrying grass

Return home

Daughters fetch 

Pitcher full of  water

Prepare meals in kitchen

Laughing, conversing, singing

Unitedly mother and daughters

Whereas

To relax

Father and sons

Walk around leisurely

Discuss politics

Comment on weather

Don't women-folk in villages

Get tired ?

3.

In metropolitans and cities

Whether it be out of need 

Or out of craze 

To do something on own accord

On their own level

Willingly assuming 

Dual responsibility

With social liabilities as well

Women keep on working

Morning to evening

Men do exercise

Go for evening walk

Entertain themselves

In their own distinct ways

Children play, watch T.V.

Ask at times

Why does not mother 

Sit and watch T.V.

Who cares to think and explain

Why don't get tired

Working women?

4. 

Women of elite homes

Do make up and self grooming

Get done interiors of walls

Manage and get managed 

For entertainment

Amuse themselves

Don't get tired 

Waiting all time for

Their beloved

Like wives of brave soldiers

Who are on front

To protect

Borders of country

Assuming  responsibilities of

Family and managing 

 Liabilities, inside and outside home

Waiting incessantly

Don't get tired

 These women!

5. 

God knows

Why nobody cares to think,

Don't women get tired

Operated by divine energy

These delicate bodies

Involving in hard work,

Daily, continually

Due to being over-busy

Don't feel exhausted

Whenever,  moments of relaxation will follow

Will ponder over it

How much she got tired, how and when

Hard work continued waiting

For desired  comforts,

In the mysterious journey

From life to death

Why did not all the women

Get tired.

Wherever be their origin

Wherever, thy might dwell

To whichever they belong

In whatever manner they dress up

Making all the weathers pleasant

For all

Leading a life full of struggle

They don't get tired 

Till their last breath

They willing exhaust themselves

Like mother earth 

Diffuse smile all-around

To impart happiness

To gain happiness

Women don't get tired

God know, why

Women don't get tired.