The grandeur visible to the naked eyes
solidified through the very essence
Kashmiriat yet had cracks appearing from nowhere
Shedding its leaves it had owned since eras together
Silky dawn was never the same
Nor the murmur of small steam below
The sound of yakho- yekh and hako-haak
Still resounding like a sonic boom
Kandur, navid, and barbuz vaan, the meeting rooms
Silence greeting with garlands of doom
Someone crooned.
'Kashmirat can't be dead? Long live Kashmiriat! '
Hope sustains life and mankind survives
Pillars strong enough to withstand onslaughts
Religious ethos and social tenets interweaving the brotherhood
Let it smile through tolerance once again, it should
I see then, trout jumping out with sheer joy
Chinars whistling welcoming change in the wind
Shikaaras dancing to the tune of the Divine
Birds soaring high scaling unimaginable
Auspicious peaks holding up the avalanches
Sufi singing touching the hearts
Kashmiriat has to be born again the world over.
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All rights reserved/Tribhawan Kaul
yakho- yekh: - raw ice Hako-haak: - green leafy vegitable
Kandur, navid, and barbuz vaan: - bakery, barber and baked channa/peas shop
Lovely poem which reaffirms the conviction that the cultural bonds can never be severed for ever. Though, the present phase has taken its toll but the spirit of Kashmiriat will remain intact like an invisible thread. Thanks for sharing this emotional saga of Kashmiri Pandits, Sir. 'Kashmirat can't be dead? Long live Kashmiriat! ' Hope sustains life and mankind survives Pillars strong enough to withstand onslaughts Religious ethos and social tenets interweaving the brotherhood
Thanks Rajnish Manga Ji for your insightful comment. Happy reading and writing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beneath all differences, there is an invisible thread of harmony, though it is broken now and then! Let us hope that slowly it will be linked in tact binding all into a single brotherhood! A poem breathing in intense patriotic sentiments!
Thank you. Hope sustains us all.