My Son The Man, A Poem By Sharon Olds In Hindi/Urdu Translation

Mera Beta Ab Gabru Ho Giya Hai

dekhte hi dekhte
mera nanha sa baita gabru bun giya hai
uski cHati Houdini ki cHati ki tarah lagti hai
jab log uspe lohay ki gazanzeeroN daal rehe the
Llgta hai jasay ye kal ka din tha jab main usko paalne main sulaati the
uske paun pe garam jurabaiN pehanti the
hawaa main ucHal kar apni bahoN main pyar use karti the.

main ab bhi use apna cHota sa baita samajti hoon
nahin, nahin vo ab jawani se bhara ek nojawaan hai
aur jo bhi dar muje manush jaati se tha
vo ab sub door ho giya hai.

aisa main kabhi bhi soch na tha
k jab vo mere andar Houdini ki tarah
ek buksay main lohay ki ganzeeroN se bandha hua
Hudson dariya ki baraf k neeche dooba hua
zor maar k aa baithe ga ek din meri bahoN main.
ab vo muje aise dekhta hai jaise Houdini ne
buksay se bahar aaney se pehle us buksay ko acHi tarah dekha tha.
muje dek kar vo ab muskrata hai
aur apni shaadi main bewee ki ganzeeroN
ki bandhan main kaidi ho jaane ki baataiN sochta hai.

by Ravi Kopra

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