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Varuvaanillarumee

An attempt to translate "Varuvaanillarumee" from "Manichitrathazhu"

Apologies to all lovers of this poem and the language Malayalam.

I have tried hard but fail before the fact that the beauty of a language can never be translated into another.

"Varuvaanillarumee" from the Malayalam movie "Manichitrathazhu is an amazing poem which has interpreted loneliness like none other I have read or heard.

I am lucky to know Malayalam and to at least partly understand the poet's classical creation.

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I know there is no one to come my way

Yet I await a beloveds arrival

I know both would remain my imagination

yet I desire- the beloved and his arrival

 The Spring lost its way many times

to the branches of a Mango tree that never bloomed;

And then,for the abandoned one

the seasons changed,adorning it

with blossoms of the spring.

I know there is no one to come this abandoned path

yet everyday,I walk up to the gate

lay my eyes on the path,awaiting a beloveds arrival

I know both are my imaginations

yet I desire- the beloved and his arrival

There is no one with a promise to comeback

yet in hope I keep my door ajar

A beloved is to come my way

In vain I desire- the beloved and his arrival

Once when the time stood still

I heard footsteps at the gate

I felt like the moment had brought me the spring

the spring that would never maroon me 

When I eagerly ran up to look

into the long narrow path to the gate

Someone,who had mistakenly taken the path

was returning half way to me

On the path to me,he was returning halfway 

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Varuvanillarumeng oru naalu mee vazhi-
-kkariyaam athennalumennum

Priyamulloralaro varuvanudennu njaan

Veruthe mohikkumallo

Ennum veruthe mohikkumallo

Palavattom pookalam vazhithetti poyitta-
-gorunalum pookkamangombil
athinayi mathramayoruneram rithumaari
madumaasamanayarundallo

Varuvanillarumee vijanamameevazhi-
-kkariyaam athennalumennum
padivaathilolam chennakalathavazhiyake
mizhipaaki nilkarundallo
mizhipaaki nilkarundallo
Priyamulloralaro varumennu njaanennum
Veruthe mohikkumallo

Varummennu chollippirinjupoyillarum
Ariyam athennalumennum
Pathivaayi njaanente padivathilenthino
Pakuthiye chaararullo
Priyamulloralaro varuvanudennu njaan
Veruthe mohikkumallo

Ninayatha nerathen padivaathilil oru
Padavinyasam kettapole
Varavaayalorunaalum piryiathen madhumasam
Oru mathra konduvannalo
Innu orumathra konduvannengo
Kothiyode odichennakalathavazhiyilekki-
-rukannum neetunna neram
vazhithetti vannaro pakuthikkuvachente
vazhiye thirichu pokunnu
ente vazhiye thirichupokunnu
ente vazhiye thirichupokunnu

 

Of its own accord

It is hard to live with a mind,
a mind that thinks of its own accord.
It pauses when I tell it not to mind.

Then it rushes,snapping all the cords.

It is hard to live with a heart,
a heart that cries aloud.
It double-breathes when I tell it to keep low,
then bursts louder with the next blow.

It is hard to live with a soul,
a soul that looks from within.
It screams and I plead it to ignore.
It turns me in and pushes me out

It is hard to live with a parted heart,
a heart that is now one with another.
The longing hurts,dwarfs the distractions
Love sometimes proves truer than it seems

The journey into you.

One month and a day with you,
I just started the journey into you.
Rivers,pebbles,sand,I feel it all,
think of you and I forget it all.

Wonder if I have been here always
feel my soul and guide me in.
I hold you close,realise
its more a journey within.

The reality will be bliss

Sometimes I find myself smiling,
on streets unknown,thorough people unseen.
I shake myself awake,look around,realise
reality is miserable without you in it
all i want to live is you.

I remember you cry,I smile
I was wrong then,I really was
but smile is still on me
Cant help you were so sweet,
you really were.

The journey has just begun,
I just have to travel to you,
then i end, we begin,
I will hold you close,kiss you in,
and the reality will be bliss.

"to my lovely wife Jisha"

One-Night Stand

Now, when I hold you near

There is something that turns into fear

Will this be a one-night stand?

Will I be left to unlearn and understand?

I squeal, move a bit, I try

Flutter my wings, sing my lips dry

Unspeakable, but wouldn't call it pain

If you were a season, would you rain?

It's a picture of yours that I find

Take a look, hide, and make no sound

Won’t lie there watching you pack

Kiss the bliss, step out , walk back.

Just in case you remember me

Just in case you remember me
remember me,for the love in me
for the first kiss I blew at you
it touched your hand,you let it go
For the Sunday prayer,the midnight stroll
for all the antics,that didnt get the glimple

Just in case you remember me
remember me,for the love in me

may be I missed to read trambling lips
belive me dear,I treambled no less
I walked away, but did turn around
the hurt was hard,you couldn't be around

Just in case you remember me
remember me,for the love in me