Shukriya AAp Ka, BaDa Shukriya
Agar tum kabhi aadhay nangay
nangay paaoN thanday ghaas par
chaltay jaa reyay ho aur sunto ho
fir, zameen ka sureela vilaap
jo kehta hai: tum is waqt ki hawaa ho
jo chali jaaeygi jaldi se yahaN
aur mil jaaeygi saari tumhari
mohabbat is mitti main
jahaN tum milo gay akhir main.
apni muthee na uthaoo gussay main.
par, jamaa lo pairon ki ungliaN ghaas mai
aur dekho baadloN ko apnay hotoN se uDtay huay.
chaltay raho bageechay ki cHupee shaan main
sirf yehi kehtay huay: shukriya aap ka, baDa shukriya.
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Thank You
BY ROSS GAY
If you find yourself half naked
and barefoot in the frosty grass, hearing,
again, the earth's great, sonorous moan that says
you are the air of the now and gone, that says
all you love will turn to dust,
and will meet you there, do not
raise your fist. Do not raise
your small voice against it. And do not
take cover. Instead, curl your toes
into the grass, watch the cloud
ascending from your lips. Walk
through the garden's dormant splendor.
Say only, thank you.
Thank you.
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