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(11:43 ind) PRAYER
Meeting me itself is the meaning of love.
The one whom a person has wronged but still
embraces you—that is love. In love,
no one thinks from afar nor accepts unknown
matters. Whether we meet or not,
in the blanket of life, prayer for meeting is made
. But if disheartened,
offering flowers in your heart will be in vain and life
will be useless.
So there is an end, but waiting is time spent in effort. If we meet today, do not waste a moment in falsehood.
Every moment is true in which you feel
I am far from you, because that moment is
born of your untruth.
Prayer::Asto aastha karma shudhoya karami.
Jyoti jaag maan kalyaan sah.
Ishwar prem aham pratyoni.
Om Shri Atma Lingeshwar Namah.
Rishi Tantraacharya Aghori Mahabharamand.
Om Jagdish Bajantri."
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We know the classical classification of Love: Eros, Philia, Storge, Ludus, Pragma, Mania, Philautia, and Agape. Love is not only a no one-way street, but is an extremely narrow lane, as Kabeer said: Prem gali ati sankari, na duja isme samaye. Love is worship, love is God. Fine, but today’s love is rarely pure and often not so sure. This piece looks at love differently-- as of shades of gray.
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A season not sure,
Love comes in odd shades of gray
That seem far from pure.
Proclaims the first shade,
‘You’re mine’— my love’s sole foreplay--
A shade soon does fade
And beneath this shade
A deep fear of loss does stay,
Love losing some grade.
Next, shade of desire--
Made of the mores of today--
Litmus test of fire.
With keen sense of life
That fuels poetic play,
This love ends in strife.
Comes ‘dependency’
Wearing the style of the day—
‘I need you, you me’.
Comes then sacrifice,
Love looking mature? No way,
It melts in a trice.
And love nigh aware,
Somewhat rare and fair of play--
At best mutual care.
Last’s love liberate,
One-sided and no less gray,
Though of highest state.
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Musings | 20.05.2026 | awareness, desire, dependency, gray, love, season, Tercet
In your joyful time
you would remember,
I sang for you all,
when the wilted leaves began to fall.
In the barren forest,
reposing abandoned on dry grass,
I sang for you all,
when the wilted leaves began to fall.
In your day-time journey
you would remember,
I traveled in the night
with the lamp of twilight.
I heard the other side of the river call me,
sailing on the broken boat,
I sang for you all,
when the wilted leaves began to fall.
(This is the translation of Rabindranath Tagore's untitled Bengali lyric No. 18 in section "Prem" (Love) in "Geetabitan".)
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November 21, 2021
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Patradoot or The Messenger 3/Many
Originally written in Hindi by my late
father Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor
English version by Ravindra K Kapoor
The moment you will hear, the voice of my heart,
You will become pious, like the showering raindrops,
Taking shapes from my expressions,
To shower the rains of Love, on my beloved’s heated heart.
Ravindra
Kanpur India. 11th May 2010 to continue in 4
Transliteration of Hindi poem in English- Patradoot or the Messenger.
Sunte Hi Sangeet Hradaya Ka,
Tu Pavitra Ho Jayega,
Udgaron Ka Rup Dharega,
Prem Virsti Burseyega.
By Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor
Freedom Fighter and writer, Poet & Dramatist
(1889-1994)
Background of this Epic
The Patradoot was written originally by my later father
Dr.Amar Nath Kapoor in 1932. He had joined India’s
Freedom struggle in 1920 on the call of Mahatma Gandhi.
From 1920 till 1947 (India got freedom in 15th Aug. 1947)
my father was in active movement as Congressman and
Gandhi’s non violent soldier. For many a time he was
imprisoned for many months to more than a years sometimes.
During one such imprisonment he wrote this epic and sent
it to my mother secretly as a gift for her and to get it printed
and circulated among the masses to create awareness for
India’s freedom. The book was printed by my mother in
Hindi and some of this epic was circulated also, but the
British confiscated the book and press of my father around
1933. I was born in 1950 in a free India. I am trying to bring
this great writing of my father in English which portrays more
than the translation of the epic, so the world may
come to know about this otherwise lost and forgotten great
great epic and the sacrifices of my patents towards India’s
freedom struggle.
Gandhi Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor left active politics after 1947
and devoted rest of his life in
writing easy mass literature and wrote many Dramas,
Poetry books, epics. All his other literary
works were mainly written from 1955 to 1990.
He left this mortal world in 1994. Unfortunately many of his
World class work could not be published so far and Patradoot
is one of them.
Ravindra
When I was He was not,
With He there I am not,
Narrow goes the love street,
For two space there is not.
O keep light loads on I —
Loads scarce can ye carry,
Lighten thy ego’s load —
And lighter shall ye fly.
Knock, knock, who’s at the door?
Me, it’s me, came the lore,
You, me, where’s space for two?
And knocks came nary more,
Returning long later,
It’s you, called the caller,
Prompt was he welcomed in
As one — the scene and seer!
Good if tomorrows teach,
But for today ye reach,
Now’s the time to live in,
Good if goes every itch.
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Musings | 06.02.2023 | ego, love,
Poet’s note: The first of five quatrains in the form of epigram is due to Kabeer, Prem galee ati sankaree. As to the second: the first-person singular pronoun huñ in Gujarati meaning I comes with a dot on the consonant. A heavy or big dot is deemed as undue load, luggage of ego. In love, till me and mine, you and me remain, the two in love remain apart, oneness never happens. The remaining three also talk on the same theme.
Hard put as *****Sapiens to prove,
Far off left have we oh, home of love.
Lose virtue, watch in vain Sita’s woes,
Jatayu long dead, scarce can we move.
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Translation |05.09.2024| history, women, world
Poet’s note: This is second in the three-piece series on the theme. It depicts what happened in the epic Ramayana. When Sita was abducted by Ravana, Jatayu, the vulture king, challenged him and sacrificed his life. This epigram says we have lost Jatayu in us in this dark age. The original in Gujarati as transliterated (in PS-acceptable way) is as under:
Chalaayu chhej nahi, prem naa gharma javaayu chhej nahi,
Museebat ej chhe, dvaar thi paachhaa valayu chhej nahi,
Dharma ne khoyaa karo, door thi sita-haran joyaa karo,
Biju to thaaye shun, aapani andar Jatayu chhej nahi.
- Milind Gadhavee
They say
?There are a million ways?
To say I love you
In this day and age?
I could only find
?In my computer’s brain?
The words
to say I love you?
In 53 languages
of the 10,000 languages
?Spoken on this planet
Someday I may be able
?To say the simple words
?I love you?
In all know languages?
This will have to suffice for a start
So I will say it
?Loud, and clear?
Just so you understand:
I love you (English)
Mein tumse pyar karta hoon (Hindi)
?Tu Tane prem karoo chu (Gujarati)
?Ame tomake bhalo bashe (Bengali)
?Me tula premkarto (Marati)?
Hum apse mohabbat karte hain (Urdu
?Mein thoda prem karanga (Punjabi)
?Man Dooset Daram
(Persian)
?Ana Ahabik Yanooni (Arabic)
?Havala (Hebrew)
Yongchon(Chinese)
?Aloha (Hawaian)
?Cinta(Indonesian)
?Dangshinun sarang hayo (Korean)?
Ajo (Japanese)
?Kasih (Malay)
?Phom tirak khun krap (Thai)?
Akoay Paginghe ikou (Tagalog)
?Toi yeu ong(Vietnamese)
Renmen (Creole)
?Jesuis L’amour voies(French)
?Liefdle (Flemish)
?Estoy amor tu (Spanish)?
Yosono amore tu (Italian)
?Estou o amore tu (Portugese)
Dashuri (Albanian)
?Maiteizam (Basque)?
OBHYAM (Bulgarian)
?Ljubav (Croatian)
?Laska (Czech)
?Jeger en kaerlighed du (Danish)
?Ikben houden van jig (Dutch)
?Gra (Gaelic)
?Ich bin lieben tu (German)
?Agape/eros (Greek)
?Ami (Esperanto)?
Armastama (Estonian)
?Rakam (Finish)
?Envagyok szeretet te (Hungarian)
?Elska (Icelandic)
?Ejekirin (Kurdish)
?Milestiba (Latvian)
?Meile (Lithuanian)
?Eu dragoste tu (Romanian)
?JHOBOEL Lubush (Russian)
?Elske (Norweigan)
?Easka (Slovak)?
JBYBAB (Serbian)?
Jagdan karlek du (Swedish)
?KOYATH (Ukraine)
?Benin sevi sen (Turkish)?
Ahava (Yiddish)
Ngingu u thando ungu (Zulu)
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Tu yaar, tu hi dildaar, tu hi mera pyar
You're my friend, my beloved, my love
Tera meray dil main hai darbaar
Your court is there in my heart
Karde ek baar beda paar For once, make me happy
Mujhe ghar baar lage bekaar
I find home and everything else useless
Phiroon main banke tera jogi
I roam around being ascetic in your love
Kehta hai deewana tera hi afsana
This crazy lover is reciting your story
Tere bin duniya mein kya khona, kya paana
Without you, there's nothing to lose or attain in the whole world
Aarzu hai dil hai tu hi tu You're my heart desire,brain memory part & remain stay in soul
Tere sang bana hoon malang toh sab hai dang I've become crazy with you and everyone is surprised
Hui yeh duniya mujhse tang
The world is tired of me
Layi hai umang ek tarang
The wave has brought a hope
Baaj mridang toh badle dhang
The lifestyle changes when the drum beats.
Dharti ke aangan mein, ambar ke daaman mein In the courtyard of the earth, in the lap of the sky
Suraj ki kirnon mein, sagar ki lehron mein
In the rays of the sun, in the waves of the ocean
Har kahin harsu hai tu hi tu
I find you everywhere
Sab log manaye shok, kahe yeh jog hai
Everyone is sad and they say that it's a disease
Mere mann ka koi rog They say it's a essential memory part of my brain that links to my heart and soul
Hai yeh prem aag toh
If there's the fire of love
Belaag raat ko jaagta hoon mein
Then I stay awake all night long
Raah phiroon main banke tera jogi
I roam around being ascetic in your love
Tu yaar, tu hi dildaar, tu hi mera pyar
You're my friend, my beloved, my love
Tera mere dil mein hai darbaar
Your court is there in my heart
Karde ek baar beda paar For once, make me happy
Mujhe ghar baar lage bekaar
I find home and everything else useless
Phiroon main banke tera jogi
I roam around being ascetic in your love