Sunday, September 08, 2013

Cuckoo’s Song by Bharati

This poignant piece appeared in the Hindus’ Sunday newsletter on 8th September 2013. Thanking Indira Parthasarathy for bringing it to the masses. Cuckoo’s Song is the translation of Bharati’s Kuyil Pattu. It is an intriguing piece of story within a story and in a way shows us the ‘personal’ Bharati not known through our text books and as commonly taught in classrooms. These lines as provided in the article.
The cuckoo sings its love for the monkey
Oh! My divine Monkey-Lover!
Can any woman resist your love?
Man thinks he is the Lord Of the Earth!
Maybe he is for such mundane matters
As institutionalizing things!
But look! Your incomparable hairy chest
And gentle speech 
And your bewitching hunch
That adds a gait to your walk and stature
Of no less charm
Can man be equal to you?
True, he competes with you
Covers his body with umpteen clothes
To match your silken charm from head to foot
Apes his face and chin with hairy growth
In poor imitation calling it beard and moustache!
Leaps and jumps as you do
But he does in a drunken state,
But, yet, tell me
Where will he go for a God-given tail?


If the learned scholars are able to find a philosophical meaning for this poem let them tell me – So said Bharati. Thanking Indira Parthasarathy and The Hindu Sunday Magazine edition.   

Saturday, September 07, 2013

Seamus Heaney's Pen


Found these lines by Seamus Heaney - a literary figure and poet in his obituary in TIME, September 16th 2013 edition

Between my finger and my thumb
The squat pen rests
Snug as a gun