Today, there is an easy poem that you can try to comprehend it. The poet, Gopal Krishn Bhatt is describing various experience of a person with her mother from her childhood days till she grows up to be an adult.<\/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) : \u092e\u093e\u0901 (Maa\u00a0 – Mother)
\n\u0915\u0935\u093f (Kavi – Poet) : \u0917\u094b\u092a\u093e\u0932 \u0915\u0943\u0937\u094d\u200d\u0923 \u092d\u091f\u094d\u091f ‘\u0906\u0915\u0941\u0932’ (Gopal Krishn Bhatt ‘Aakul’)<\/p>\n
\u092e\u093e\u0901 \u0906\u0901\u0916\u094b\u0902 \u0938\u0947 \u0913\u091d\u0932 \u0939\u094b\u0924\u0940,
\n\u0906\u0901\u0916\u0947\u0902 \u0922\u0942\u0901\u0922\u093c\u093e \u0915\u0930\u0924\u0940 \u0930\u094b\u0924\u0940\u0964
\n\u0935\u094b \u0906\u0901\u0916\u094b\u0902 \u092e\u0947\u0902 \u0938\u094d\u200d\u0935\u092a\u094d\u200d\u0928 \u0938\u0901\u091c\u094b\u0924\u0940,
\n\u0939\u0930 \u0926\u092e \u0928\u0940\u0902\u0926 \u092e\u0947\u0902 \u091c\u0917\u0924\u0940 \u0938\u094b\u0924\u0940\u0964<\/p>\n
Mother disappears from the eyes,
\neyes would crying while looking for her.
\nShe decorates dreams in her eyes,
\nand in every moment of her sleep, she sleeps and wakes up.<\/p>\n
\u0935\u094b \u092e\u0947\u0930\u0940 \u0906\u0901\u0916\u094b\u0902 \u0915\u0940 \u091c\u094d\u200d\u092f\u094b\u0924\u093f\u200d,
\n\u092e\u0948\u0902 \u0909\u0938\u0915\u0940 \u0906\u0901\u0916\u094b\u0902 \u0915\u093e \u092e\u094b\u0924\u0940\u0964
\n\u0915\u093f\u200d\u0924\u0928\u0947 \u0906\u0901\u091a\u0932 \u0930\u094b\u091c \u092d\u093f\u200d\u0917\u094b\u0924\u0940,
\n\u0935\u094b \u092b\u093f\u200d\u0930 \u092d\u0940 \u0928\u093e \u0927\u0940\u0930\u091c \u0916\u094b\u0924\u0940\u0964<\/p>\n
She is the light of my eyes,
\nI am pearl of her eyes.
\nhow many laps have she daily got wet,
\neven then she doesn’t lose her patience.<\/p>\n
\u0915\u0939\u0924\u093e \u0918\u0930 \u092e\u0948\u0902 \u0939\u0942\u0901 \u0907\u0915\u0932\u094c\u0924\u0940,
\n\u0926\u093e\u0926\u0940 \u0915\u0940 \u092e\u0948\u0902 \u092a\u0939\u0932\u0940 \u092a\u094b\u0924\u0940\u0964
\n\u092e\u093e\u0901 \u0915\u0940 \u0917\u094b\u0926\u0940 \u0938\u094d\u200d\u0935\u0930\u094d\u0917 \u092e\u0928\u094c\u0924\u0940,
\n\u0915\u094d\u200d\u092f\u093e \u0939\u094b\u0924\u093e \u091c\u094b \u092e\u093e\u0901 \u0928\u093e \u0939\u094b\u0924\u0940\u0964<\/p>\n
The house tells that I am the only child,
\nfirst granddaughter of my grandmother.
\nthe heavenly laps of mother,
\nwhat would be if mother have not been around.<\/p>\n
\u0928\u0939\u0940\u0902 \u091c\u0930\u093e \u092d\u0940 \u0939\u0941\u0908 \u0915\u091f\u094c\u0924\u0940,
\n\u0917\u0902\u0917\u093e \u092c\u0928 \u0915\u0930 \u092d\u0930\u0940 \u0915\u0920\u094c\u0924\u0940\u0964
\n\u092c\u0921\u093c\u0940 \u0939\u0941\u0908 \u092e\u0948\u0902 \u0939\u0901\u0938\u0924\u0940 \u0930\u094b\u0924\u0940,
\n\u0906\u0901\u0916 \u0926\u093f\u200d\u0916\u093e\u0924\u0940 \u091c\u094b \u0939\u0926 \u0916\u094b\u0924\u0940\u0964<\/p>\n
there was no shortage,
\nshortage was filled with water from river Ganges.
\nI laughed and cried while growing,
\nthrowing a tantrum if I felt impatient.<\/p>\n
\u0936\u092c\u094d\u200d\u0926 \u0928\u0939\u0940\u0902 \u092e\u093e\u0901 \u0915\u0948\u0938\u0940 \u0939\u094b\u0924\u0940,
\n\u092e\u093e\u0901 \u0924\u094b \u092c\u0938 \u092e\u093e\u0901 \u091c\u0948\u0938\u0940 \u0939\u094b\u0924\u0940\u0964
\n\u0906\u091c \u0939\u0942\u0901 \u091c\u094b, \u0935\u094b \u0915\u092d\u0940 \u0928 \u0939\u094b\u0924\u0940,
\n\u092e\u0947\u0930\u0947 \u0938\u0902\u0917 \u091c\u094b \u092e\u093e\u0901 \u0928\u093e \u0939\u094b\u0924\u0940\u0964\u0964<\/p>\n
No word to describe how mother would be,
\nmother would have been just like mother.
\ntoday I am, that wouldn’t be possible,
\nif mother wouldn’t be with me.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Today, there is an easy poem that you can try to comprehend it. The poet, Gopal Krishn Bhatt is describing various experience of a person with her mother from her childhood days till she grows up to be an adult. Below is the poem in Devanagari fonts (Hindi) with the literal translation in English. I…<\/p>\n