Treasure Island

Tribhawan Kaul

(01-01-1946 / Srinagar (J & K) India)

Kabaadiwala


Kabaadiwala ka aagman
Mujhe sochne par majboor karta hai
Bekaar ki vastuon ko jab
Ghar ke bhaahar ka rasta dikhaya jaata hai
Ek prashanchinh chod jaata hai
Manthan karne ko
Kaam, krodh, lobh aur moh
Mere dilo-dimaag roopi ghar mein basa kabaad
Bhaahar kyun nahi nikaal sakta
Kab mein khud kabaadiwala ban gaya
Mujhe pata hi na chala.

Submitted: Saturday, July 06, 2013
Edited: Saturday, July 06, 2013

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  • Shahzia Batool (7/6/2013 3:10:00 AM)

    Something about the title:
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    (((Kabaadiwala, or Kabadi meaning junk or scrap dealer, is a term in Hindustani used commonly to refer to a person who deals with used household objects. The sound of the letter D in this word is in between D & R, these wander the streets with a bag, bicycle, or a cart shouting for Kabad i.e. junk. They purchase used items from households in exchange for money or some other items like utensils and clothing.)))

    The junk here is not the concrete one but some ideas and thoughts with which the poet feels obsession, and not willing to part with them, in other words he does not see any harm in admitting it that he himself has become a junk dealer in all those abstract terms which encompass our life...a deep poem it is, and we all are...the junk dealers, before we know it! ! ! (Report) Reply

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