Patradoot The Messenger 43/50
English version by Ravindra K Kapoor
Originally written in Hindi by my
Late father Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor
She would ask you dear, in most humble and lovely words,
To tell her, the true condition of her beloved husband,
Removing the anxieties, which would be mounting in her mind,
By telling her the entire story, for which she would spend the whole night.
Please tell me dear letter, how my most beloved husband spends his time,
With in the dark, tough and high boundaries of the prison house, and
How he bears the tortures, the British rulers would be giving to him,
As he is fighting, for the freedom of our motherland from the British,
Sleeping, in the burning hot and dark cells of the prison house,
Where mosquitos would be biting, during night and in day also,
And facing the taunting, on the freedom fighters by jail officers,
While bearing the agonies of distance from me and the hard stories of others.
Please tell me dear letter, how he bears the hard and fearsome pains and
The sufferings of the jail life, which we perhaps cannot imagine here,
Who would console him, when his is in distress and beaten by the jail staff,
While bearing hard and tough tortures, they give as a gift to freedom fighters.
When he used to come late in the night, tired and exhausted,
After passing the whole day, for the cause of the freedom struggle,
I used to bring sleep for him, by talking to him sweetly,
And singing melodies to him and consoling him always, dear letter
During extreme hot summers, he would be living without air,
When even the sleep gets stubborn and arrogant, due to heat and humidity,
I used to create air on him, by moving the hand fan made of straw grass,
So that my beloved husband, can get some rest and sleep, dear letter.
Kanpur India 29th November 2010 continue in 44
Based on the true freedom struggle story of Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor
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Patradoot in Hindi was originally written by my late father
Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor around 1932, who was a freedom fighter.