
An attempt to translate from the Marathi “Bhogale Je Dukh” by Suresh Bhat
Enduring “Pain” is so customary
That now I simply call it “Bliss”
And “Bliss” I must have in plenty
You see, my mirth – it doesn’t cease
All my life I have constantly tried
To keep my eyes always dry
Alas! I still seem to get drenched
By tears when others cry
They all came to comfort me
With one foot out of the door
And then I petted my own head
Telling myself to hurt no more
My true face I never could
Really try and find out
I have to struggle to recall
What I was all about?
I had once, a long time back
Made a promise to Life’s poem
Bound fast now, I have to hum
The tragedy of my mayhem!
——–Gauri Kanyalkar——–
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