Tuesday, July 3, 2012

Empty nest or just an excuse to be sad?

I don't even know what I feel any more. There are so many layers of feeling and/or self-censoring and I no longer know which is a valid feeling and which is just an educated, considered response to the situation masquerading like an actual feeling.
Bas ek chup see lagi hai...nahi udas nahi.

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Without comment

Some telling lyrics from Punjabi folk songs about daughters and their somewhat inadequate translation into English.
'Madhanian..haio meria dadeya rabba kinna jamian kinna ne lai janiaan'.
 Oh cruel God some give birth (to daughters) and some others take them away (after marriage).
'Loyee...babul tere mehlan wichon teri lado pardesan hoyee'.
Oh father your darling daughter has become a stranger to your palaces where you brought her up with lots of love.
'Chhaliyan...maanwan dheeyan milan lagiyaan chare kandan ni chubare diyan hiliyan'.
When the mother and daughter hug each other before parting (as the daughter departs for her groom's house), all the walls of the building tremble due to their emotion.