Daniel Trevelyn Joseph
Learning Marathi - Poem by Daniel Trevelyn Joseph
We were in Jambhle saheb’s car
It was a Fiat, and he was ExN, NRBC
The year was 1970, place Phaltan,
In Satara district, State of Maharashtra.
Another vehicle crossed, speeding.
Mr Jambhle turned and told us
The occupants in the car,
Thyani tuntunith shivya dhile.
I didn’t hear what the speeding car said,
I don’t know still what were the words
But ‘tuntunith’ as a marathi word
Took root in my mind, and is evergreen,
‘Strongly, with force’.
D T Joseph
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