Harivansh Rai Bachhan's poem on FRIENDSHIP :
कुछ दोस्त
बहुत याद
आते हैं....
Memories of some friends comes in the forefront
Memories of some friends comes in the forefront
Translation attempt
By
P.R.Ramachander
(Great poems by great poets do not move
you in a translation, The choice
of the words they use can never be brought in by a translator. Still I am trying
because people who do not know Hari Vamsi Rai Bachan other wise
will never know about his
greatness. I humbly request my
friends who are experts in Hindi to pardon me for my translation is not for them. Hear the great poem https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vMG-bGG--UM .You
would recollect your great friends)
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....मै यादों का
किस्सा खोलूँ तो,
कुछ दोस्त
बहुत
याद आते
हैं....
If I open the story of my memories ,
Memories of some
friends comes in the forefront
...मै गुजरे पल को
सोचूँ
तो, कुछ
दोस्त
बहुत याद
आते हैं....
If I think about
the time which has gone by ,
Memories of some
friends comes in the forefront
...अब जाने कौन
सी नगरी में,
...आबाद
हैं जाकर मुद्दत
से....😔
....मै देर रात
तक जागूँ तो
,
कुछ दोस्त
बहुत याद
आते हैं....
Now if I Go to
some town ,
And get merged in
some crowd
Or if I keep awake
day and night
Memories of some friends
comes in the forefront
....कुछ
बातें थीं फूलों
जैसी,
....कुछ
लहजे खुशबू जैसे
थे,
....मै शहर-ए-चमन में
टहलूँ तो,
....कुछ
दोस्त बहुत याद
आते हैं
Some words were there , which were like flowers
Some accents were there,
which were like perfumes
If In some flourishing town , I happen to stop,
Memories of some friends
comes in the forefront
...सबकी
जिंदगी बदल गयी,
...एक नए सिरे
में ढल गयी,😔
...किसी
को नौकरी से
फुरसत नही...
...किसी
को दोस्तों की
जरुरत नही....😔
Every one’s life has changed
WE have reached a
new end
For some people
due to job they not have time
For some people
there is no need of friends
...सारे
यार गुम हो
गये हैं...
...."तू"
से "तुम" और "आप"
हो गये है.
All Friends have been forgotten,
From “you” they
have become” Sir” and then :”respectable
sir”...
....मै गुजरे पल को
सोचूँ
तो, कुछ
दोस्त बहुत याद
आते हैं....
If I think of that time
which has passed by
Then Memories of some friends comes in the forefront
...धीरे
धीरे उम्र कट
जाती है...
...जीवन
यादों की पुस्तक
बन जाती है,😔
...कभी किसी की
याद बहुत तड़पाती
है...
और कभी
यादों के सहारे
ज़िन्दगी कट जाती
है ...😔
Slowly and slowly our age increases
Life becomes a nook of memories
Sometimes someone’s memory makes
us suffer
And sometimes with the help of memories life progresses
....किनारो
पे सागर के
खजाने नहीं आते,
....फिर
जीवन में दोस्त
पुराने नहीं आते...
From the nearby sea , treasures
do not come out,
Then in life
friends do not become a
thing of past
....जी लो इन
पलों को हस
के दोस्त,😁
फिर लौट
के दोस्ती के
जमाने नहीं आते
....
Oh my friend Take
these words with a laugh
Again the days of friendship will not come back
....हरिवंशराय
बच्चन
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