Today, I found a very nice poem on the childhood (\u092c\u091a\u092a\u0928 – Childhood) and thought to share the same with you. The poet is describing how we all have memories of our childhood, the special phase of our life that we cherish from this moment to another. When we are torn apart in the worldly tensions, conflicts and crimes then how then we remember our childhood and find a reflection of ourselves dreaming of our future.<\/p>\n
Below is the poem in Devanagari fonts (Hindi) with the literal translation in English. I hope that you will try to comprehend the poem with the given explanation. So, here it is.<\/p>\n
\u0915\u0935\u093f\u0924\u093e (Kavita – Poem) :\u00a0\u092c\u091a\u092a\u0928 (Bachpan – Childhood)
\n\u0915\u0935\u093f (Kavi – Poet) :\u00a0\u0915\u0943\u0937\u094d\u0923 \u0915\u0941\u092e\u093e\u0930 \u092f\u093e\u0926\u0935 (Krishna Kumar Yadav)<\/p>\n
\u092e\u0948\u0902 \u0921\u0930\u0924\u093e \u0939\u0942\u0901
\n\u0905\u092a\u0928\u093e \u092c\u091a\u092a\u0928\u093e \u0916\u094b\u0928\u0947 \u0938\u0947
\n\u0938\u0939\u0947\u091c \u0915\u0930 \u0930\u0916\u093e \u0939\u0948 \u0909\u0938\u0947
\n\u0926\u093f\u0932 \u0915\u0940 \u0917\u0939\u0930\u093e\u0908\u092f\u094b\u0902 \u092e\u0947\u0902<\/p>\n
I’m afraid
\nof losing my childhood
\nHave kept it saved
\nin the depths of my heart<\/p>\n
\u091c\u092c \u092d\u0940 \u0915\u092d\u0940 \u0935\u094d\u092f\u0935\u0938\u094d\u0925\u093e
\n\u092d\u0930 \u0926\u0947\u0924\u0940 \u0939\u0948 \u0906\u0915\u094d\u0930\u094b\u0936 \u092e\u0941\u091d\u092e\u0947\u0902
\n\u091c\u092c \u092d\u0940 \u0915\u092d\u0940 \u0938\u091a\u094d\u091a\u093e\u0908
\n\u0915\u0921\u093c\u0935\u0940 \u0932\u0917\u0924\u0940 \u0939\u0948 \u092e\u0941\u091d\u0947
\n\u091c\u092c \u092d\u0940 \u0915\u092d\u0940 \u0928\u0939\u0940\u0902 \u0909\u092c\u0930 \u092a\u093e\u0924\u093e
\n\u0905\u092a\u0928\u0947 \u0905\u0902\u0924\u0930\u094d\u0926\u094d\u0935\u0902\u0926\u094d\u0935\u094b\u0902 \u0938\u0947
\n\u091c\u092c \u092d\u0940 \u0915\u092d\u0940 \u0918\u0947\u0930 \u0932\u0947\u0924\u0940 \u0939\u0948 \u0909\u0926\u093e\u0938\u0940
\n\u0924\u094b \u092b\u093f\u0930 \u0932\u094c\u091f \u0906\u0924\u093e \u0939\u0942\u0901
\n\u0905\u092a\u0928\u0947 \u092c\u091a\u092a\u0928 \u0915\u0940 \u0924\u0930\u092b<\/p>\n
Whenever the system
\nfills anger in me
\nwhenever the truth
\nseems bitter to me
\nwhenever I could not recover
\nfrom my conflicts
\nwhenever sadness surrounds me
\nthen I return back
\ntowards my childhood<\/p>\n
\u0914\u0930 \u092a\u093e\u0924\u093e \u0939\u0942\u0901 \u090f\u0915 \u092e\u093e\u0938\u0942\u092e
\n\u090f\u0935\u0902 \u0928\u093f\u0936\u094d\u091b\u0932-\u0938\u093e \u091a\u0947\u0939\u0930\u093e
\n\u0938\u0930\u0947 \u0926\u0941\u0916-\u0926\u0930\u094d\u0926\u094b\u0902 \u0938\u0947 \u092a\u0930\u0947
\n\u0905\u092a\u0928\u0940 \u0939\u0940 \u0927\u0941\u0928 \u092e\u0947\u0902 \u0938\u092a\u0928\u0947 \u092c\u0941\u0928\u0924\u093e \u0964<\/p>\n
And I find an innocent
\nand a sincere like face
\nbeyond all sadness and pain
\nweaving dreams in his own passion.<\/p>\n
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Today, I found a very nice poem on the childhood (\u092c\u091a\u092a\u0928 – Childhood) and thought to share the same with you. The poet is describing how we all have memories of our childhood, the special phase of our life that we cherish from this moment to another. When we are torn apart in the worldly…<\/p>\n