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Tuesday, October 13, 2015

Creativity through the Heart Chakra



In the process of healing the heart, one huge realization dawns upon me. This is a very painful process. To open up old wounds, to live through all the experiences and then to let them go gently.
This requires lots of courage and fortitude.
In one of such moments, my creativity leaped up and I wrote a few lines. To give a brief background, my dearest friend Geetali Tare introduced me to the book 'Forty Rules of Love'.  It is the story of  an eternal friendship between Rumi and Shams Tabrizi, which led to the fabulous poetry of Rumi.




न मैं कोई रूमी था 
न वह मेरा शम्स बन सका 
कोई आजीवन साथ नहीं रहता 
विचार, शब्दों का जमा न पाकर 
किसी राह की मुंडेर पर खो जाते हैं 
ख्वाहिशें मन में भटकती रहती हैं 
और पौधे बिन जल के सूख जाते हैं 
दिल से निकली ये कोमल टहनियां 
तुम्हारे दिल तक नहीं पहुँचती 
इनका वजूद बरखा की बूंदो जितना 
आस्मां से गिर कर, ज़मीं में गुल 
ये टहनियां रेशम की धागों की तरह 
अलादा हो कर छलनी कर जाती हैं 
हवाओं में आवारा बहती हुईं 
तुम्हारी खुशबू बिखेर जाती हैं 
और मैं रूमी का नाटक करते हुए 
इन धागों के शब्दों को बुनकर 
एक परत भ्रमित शम्स के नाम 
खुद पर ओढ़ कर सो जाता हूँ |  

I am no Rumi,
Nor could he be my Shams
No one lasts forever
Without the shelter of words,
my thoughts waver and disappear into dark alleys
Desires float around in my heart
And plants parch without water.
The gentle vines of love, in my heart 
Don’t reach you.
Their existence is like the raindrops,
Sinking into the ground, never to be found.

The rainbow like silken threads
Are shredded beyond repair
The scent of love disparts in the air
And I, trying to be Rumi,
Weave these strings of words
In the honor of Shams,
 pay homage,
and engulf myself in him.


- Translation by Anwesha Mitra

1 comment:

  1. Incredibly inspiring words on the Heart Chakra. Especially liked the english translation :D :P

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