बहता हुआ दरिया हूँ मैं
खुद प्यासा रहता हूँ मगर
तृप्ति का ज़रिया हूँ मैं
उड़ती हुई चिड़िया हूँ मैं
सारा आसमां है ज़द में मेरे
गुलशन की प्रिया हूँ मैं
जलता हुआ दिया हूँ मैं
अंधकार मुझमें पर औरों को
भानु रवि आदित्य हूँ मैं
अज़ब एक प्रक्रिया हूँ मैं
अमित हैं क्षमताएँ मेरी पर
कहानी नहीं हाशिया हूँ मैं
In response to: Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 55
Playing with words 
English Translation
A flowing river
my unquenched thirst
leads to satiety
A flying bird
conquers skies
loved by gardens- down there
A burning lamp
defined by darkness
to brighten lives
A work-in-process
unlimited power – constrained
on the margins of a page
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Thanks for a wonderful translation, Reena. You have captured both the highs and the lows really well…
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Thanks!
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Reblogged this on Reena Saxena and commented:
A brilliant poem by Amit Agrawal – English translation in Comments.
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Sir, Hashiya means? Is it an urdu word?
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Yes, it’s an urdu word… it may refer to the border / margin of a page, or to the notes on the border / margin of a page…
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पुं० [अ० हाशियः] १. किसी फैली हुई वस्तु का किनारा। कोर। बारी। जैसे—किताब का हाशिया। कपड़े का हाशिया। (बार्डर) २. कपड़ों में टाँकी जानेवाली गोट या मगजी। क्रि० प्र०—चढ़ान।—लगाना। ३. दस्तावेज या लेख्य का वह पार्श्व जो आवश्यकतानुसार कुछ विशिष्ट बातें बढाने या लिखने के लिए खाली रखा जाता है। जैसे—टीका-टिप्पणी लिखने, गवाहों के हस्ताक्षर आदि के लिए हाशिया छोड़ना। पद—हाशिये का गवाह=वह गवाह या साक्षी जिसने किसी दस्तावेज के किनारे पर हस्ताक्षर किये हों। मुहा०—(किसी बात पर) हाशिया चढ़ाना=टीका-टिप्पणी, व्याख्या आदि के रूप में कोई व्यंग्यपूर्ण बातें कहना
[Source: Pustak.org]
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Thanku 😀🙏
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Thanks for telling that, sir. And wow !!! It seems very interesting. I would be very glad and thankful if u could explain the last para a little bit as I think I didn’t understand its depth 🤓😋
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In the first comment on this post, Reena has provided a brilliant translation of the poem, and the one that I intended to convey.
The tone of the whole poem is one of the constraint – where poet dreams of or sees himself as doing great things but being unfulfilled.
In the last stanza the poet laments that he is a strange work in process. With the type of talent and prowess he possesses,he should have been a story / chapter in history, but alas, he will just be a footnote.
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Wow! That’s amazing ! 👌 I read the 1st comment but it was a translation and now u have explained the भाव . Thanku 😀
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