tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8874339915141849415.post8003267330579729868..comments2024-02-01T04:16:32.213+05:30Comments on post card from deepak: Better to be a butterfly than learn English .Deepakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12252602912070805059noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8874339915141849415.post-49160534037772066062011-10-04T08:04:17.888+05:302011-10-04T08:04:17.888+05:30Thanks a lot for enrichment through for this lovel...Thanks a lot for enrichment through for this lovely poem and remembering two great translators. FP and NV. <br /><br />These additional lines of the same poem are equally beautiful:<br /><br />"And that’s why I obey Him,<br />(What more do I know about God than God knows about himself?),<br />I obey Him by living, spontaneously,<br />Like someone opening his eyes and seeing,<br />And I call Him moonlight and sun and flowers and trees and hills,<br />And I love Him without thinking about Him,<br />And I think Him by seeing and hearing,<br />And I walk with Him all the time."<br /><br />Fernando Pessoa,(1888-1935), was a Portuguese poet, writer and translator described as one of the most significant literary figures of the 20th century and one of the greatest poets in the Portuguese language. <br /><br />Nirmal Verma had lived in Prague for 10 years; he also learnt the Czech language, and translated nine world classics to Hindi. He travelled widely across Europe, and the result was seven travelogues, including " Dhund Se Uthti Dhun"Deepakhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12252602912070805059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8874339915141849415.post-53676649637722391942011-10-03T16:35:32.253+05:302011-10-03T16:35:32.253+05:30Reading the last line suddenly reminded me of a po...Reading the last line suddenly reminded me of a poem by pessoa which I had read in the journal of Nirmal Verma, Dhundh se Uthti Dhun. The poem was translated by him in Hindi. Thanks to the internet, I was able to locate it and am posting it below.<br /><br />But if God is the flowers and the trees<br />And the hills and the sun and the moonlight,<br />Then I believe in him,<br />Then I believe in him all the time,<br />And my whole life is an oration and a mass,<br />And a communion with my eyes and through my ears.<br /><br />But if God is the trees and the flowers<br />And the hills and the moonlight and the sun,<br />Why should I call him God?<br />I call him flowers and trees and hills and sun and moonlight;<br />Because if he made himself for me to see<br />As the sun and moonlight and flowers and trees and hills,<br />If he appears to me as trees and hills<br />And moonlight and sun and flowers,<br />It’s because he wants me to know him<br />As trees and hills and flowers and moonlight and sun.Subhash Yadavnoreply@blogger.com