To: My Parents

Attention: Proceed only if you can understand/read Punjabi language, but you can continue to read otherwise as well because I've written the other part of this post in English.

Neither it's a parents day nor did I write it on that day. It's said to be on someday of July. (Unless you celebrate February 14 as Matri-Pitri Pujan Diwas initiated by Asaram)

The reason why I've mentioned this day is simply because this post has two poems, of course, written by me, for my parents and to show off as well. Earlier I used to find poems a little boring and 'poetess' didn't feel like music to ears but what to do if you end up being one, though occasionally.


PART - I

To Mummy

Maa nhi kahaundi hai oh mummy,

Dil ton hai oh saaf te changi.

Gallan kardi hai anek,

Par chhupui hai haje vi unhan vch neyaaniyaan wali khed.

Gussa kade na kardi jo,

Hasdi-Khirdi har pal oh.

Bacheyaan naal rhi hai uljhi,

Fikr vch unha de rhi hai dubbi,

Kadar na kiti, hai vasdi ja hai ruldi.

Chukki hai jisne har zimewari,

Parwah na kiti, chaahe si chhoti ja bhari.

Dekhe hai jisne aukhe ton aukhe din,

Par rakheya bharosa sda vch mann-chit.

Ichha hai jisdi ikko hi,

“Us ek di ho jaavan sada lyi.”


Much is lost in translation and change of script. So, just to remove the script barrier here is the Punjabi script version:

ਮਾਂ ਨਹੀਂ ਕਹਾਉਂਦੀ ਹੈ ਉਹ ਮੰਮੀ,

 ਦਿਲ ਤੋਂ ਹੈ ਜੋ ਸਾਫ ਤੇ ਚੰਗੀ|

ਗੱਲਾਂ ਕਰਦੀ ਹੈ ਉਹ ਅਨੇਕ,

ਪਰ ਛੁਪੀ ਹੈ ਹਜੇ ਵੀ ਉਨ੍ਹਾਂ ਵਿਚ ਨਿਆਣੇਆਂ ਵਾਲੀ ਖੇਡ |

ਗੁੱਸਾ ਕਦੇ ਨਾ ਕਰਦੀ ਜੋ,

ਹੱਸਦੀ-ਖਿੜਦੀ ਹਰ ਪਲ ਉਹ|

ਬੱਚਿਆਂ ਨਾਲ ਰਹੀ ਹੈ ਉਲਝੀ,

ਫਿਕਰ ਵਿਚ ਉਨ੍ਹਾਂ ਦੀ ਰਹੀ ਹੈ ਡੁੱਬੀ,

ਕਦਰ ਨਾ ਕੀਤੀ, ਹੈ ਵਸਦੀ ਜਾ ਹੈ ਰੁਲਦੀ|

ਚੁੱਕੀ ਹੈ ਜਿਸਨੇ ਹਰ ਜਿੰਮੇਵਾਰੀ,

ਪ੍ਰਵਾਹ ਨਾ ਕੀਤੀ, ਚਾਹੇ ਸੀ ਛੋਟੀ ਜਾਂ ਭਾਰੀ|

ਦੇਖੇ ਹੈ ਜਿਸਨੇ ਔਖੇ ਤੋਂ ਔਖੇ ਦਿਨ,

ਪਰ ਰੱਖਿਆ ਭਰੋਸਾ ਸਦਾ ਵਿਚ ਮਨ-ਚਿੱਤ|

ਇੱਛਾ ਹੈ ਜਿਸਦੀ ਇਕੋ ਹੀ,

"ਉਸ ਇਕ ਦੀ ਹੋ ਜਾਵਾਂ ਸਦਾ ਲਈ|"

PART - II 

To Daddy

To the under-rated one in the lot,

Overshadowed by mom,

And the love showered upon.

The one who kept ‘silently’ going on,

Not caring about if getting the credit for.

Taking care of the unending responsibilities,

Defying age and its complexities,

Each time proving his mettle and abilities.

School, bank and the almighty’s abode,

Are the places where he likes to spend time the most.

I’ve got your stubbornness,

Not more than that, not even less.

Never showing that each of us is fond,

But that is how is our bond.



PS: The reactions I got weren't much; perhaps they didn't like them much and couldn't say it on my face; perhaps they didn't want to praise me to avoid any ego boost on my part; perhaps they didn't want to express themselves.