Ancestors/FatherA Poem by nishantshah2381My apologies for posting this write. It is in my national language "hindi" This write is a dedication for my father and ancestors. Have appended the translation of this along with the write .
Do panno me likhi hui baaten,
aaj bhi boukhla deti hai, kya hua hoga us kalam ka, jisne in shabdo ko sehlaya hoga. Main bhi usi kinare baitha hoo, jahan par kisine paani ke shyahi se, usi kalam se in panno ko likha tha. woh likhnewala bhi, koi bir kabeer na tha, par aaj bhi lehron me usi kalam ke shabd sunai dete hai. Translation (English) On some few pages someone scripted these words, But still i am always awestruck by reading it, (I always keep thinking) What might happened to that quill, which scripted some of this mind rattling words. Even I am stranded at the same shores, where someone had inked (the quill) with the dribs from ocean, and with same ink indited the same few pages. Even the writer, is not any beatific (saintly) person, but still today, when the ridges reaches shores I hear the same words scripted by that quill.
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