At the edge of Bombay
my Nani
looks at Arabian sea
and concedes
it is as big as Wular Lake
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Sea front at Apollo Bunder, Mumbai |
in bits and pieces
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Sea front at Apollo Bunder, Mumbai |
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Pan Shop, Pune |
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Craft Shop, Mahabaleshwar, Satara district, Maharashtra |
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Abandoned Pandit houses in a village on route to Pahalgam |
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An abandoned Pandit house at a place near Dhar Bagh, Srinagar. |
Gar Zameen rov Firdaus’as,
tatha asto, tatha astho, tatha asto
Song for the last morsel
Acha falu
Macha falu
Khodaiy saehbun Bhatt’e falu
Yemiss razas Tchalu
Humiss kaawas lagu
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Stairway that leads to Harwan monastery ruins. |
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Don’t tell anyone, SearchKashmir just entered its eighth year.
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The world with snow was silvered for a season,
But emerald came instead of the heaps of silver.
The rich pagoda of Cashmere at springtide
Surrendered to the garden all its pictures.
See how the lake’s whole surface by the March wind
Is raised, like sturgeon’s back, in scaly ridges!
~Abú Mansúr ‘Umára of Merv, flourished under the last king of the House of Sámán and the first of the House of Ghazna.
The Spring of tears has made my eyes an Achchabal,
a Mar, a Jhelum, [flowering] into the Dal.
~ Mathnavi-yi Kashmir, Dayaram Kachru ‘Khushdil’ (1743-1811) writing in Kabul.
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Rasul Mir by G.R. Malik Sahitya Akademi First Edition, 1990 Rs. 15 |
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