Mother mine
By
DR.A.P.J.Abdul Kalam
Translated by
P.R.Ramachander
(Here is a poem written
by Our DR.Kalam about his
mother.The pathos in the poem would
definitely bring tears in every
one’s eyes. This great poem in Tamil was
sung by Kalimamani P.Unnikrishnan , set
to soul stirring tune by Sri Rangaswamy Parthasarathy. You can read about this phase of DR.Kalam’s child hood and an abbreviated version (done by himself) of this great poem in http://www.abdulkalam.com/kalam/jsp/display_content.jsp?menuid=22&menuname=Dr.Kalam%F6s%20Page&linkid=130&linkname=Profile&content=896&starts=0.
Then please do hear the song drenched in
tears of Sri P.Unnikrishnan in https://www.facebook.com/1556938664551132/videos/1653244038253927/
. Do not forget to shed a drop
of tear in memory of that great lady
who was the mother
of this great man. God would certainly bless you .My translation only carries the meaning but not the
dripping emotion of the poem.)
Refrain/Pallavi
Oh mother, Oh Mother, Oh mother mine,
Oh mother, Oh Mother , Oh mother mine
1.Oh mother your form
is the one that merged
with the faith of holy pilgrims.
Which is like the
tides of sea lashing on the sand,
And then you were living in the street of the mosque
in Rameswaram (Oh mother..)
2.You extended the
hand of the support of heaven to me ,
And the memory of
the days of world war come to my mind,
And it was time of
eruption and boiling when life
was indeed a challenge.(Oh mother..)
3.Many hours before
the sun rose at dawn ,
I had to wake up and walk a very long way ,
To learn about God from the
teacher of wisdom,
Who used to live
near the temple and then again,
I had to start go
the traditional school .(Oh mother..)
5,Climbing up and
down on the several
hills of sand,
I had to go to the railway station to
carry and walk back
With the news paper bundles which I had to
distribute ,
To the people who were living temple city
,
And then only I
could afford go to the school mine.(oh
mother..)
6 In the evening before
going to bed at night ,
I had to attend to the business along with my father,
And oh mother
all those pains of the little boy
,
Were cured by you with your nature that was greatly soft.(Oh mother..)
7.You saluted
that God who had ability to do everything ,
Five times daily and
through it gave strength to your children. (Oh mother..)
8.Shared you, whatever you had with the poor people all around you,
For you were one who
was a giver always ,
And you gave everything bundled with the belief that you had in God. (oh mother..)
9. I remember
well, what happened
when I was ten years old ,
One full moon day , when a dove which took birth in
front me was killed.
I was lying down
on your lap closing my eyes,
For Oh mother you
only knew the world that was mine, (Oh
mother..)
10.In the mid night
made wet by your tears which fell on me , I woke up,
Oh mother , only
you knew the pain of your son,
And your hands
which were concerned , made my pain lighter ,
And your love , concern
and belief gave me this great strength.(Oh mother…)
11,Oh mother using what you gave I faced
this world without fear ,
And oh mother we
will again meet on that great day of Judgment
before the God.
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