Mera naam tumain kehna nahin aata.
'Soor-ya.' 'Soar' nahin.
Surya-- sooraj bhagwaan,
Meri amma hamesha muje kehti hai
muskrahat sub zakhm bhar deti hai.
Chalo, main aaj dekhti hoon.
Cafeteria main main tumhary pass beth jaati hoon
Aur tumain dekh muskrati hoon.
-to be cont'd
A smile always heals
BY SUMA SUBRAMANIAM
You cannot pronounce my name.
"Soor-ya." Not "soar."
Surya—the sun god.
Mom always tells me that a smile heals everything.
So I try.
I sit beside you in the cafeteria
and smile.
You look down at your food
and eat your cheeseburger,
I eat the lemon rice in my box.
My mom cut and squeezed two lemons
and cracked open a coconut to make my lunch.
I savor every spoon of my vegan rice
while you savor your meat patty.
You enjoy your burger. I enjoy my lemon rice.
We don't say anything to each other
until almost the end of the lunch break.
I apologize for splattering ink
on your shirt when you got my name wrong this morning.
You smile back at me. "Surya, " you say.
You don't know how that makes me feel.
Mom is right.
A smile always heals.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem by Subramaniam ma'am. Really heart touching. Thank-you for translating.