The Task (Karya Kam) . Jane Hirshfield In Hindi/Urdu Translation Poem by Ravi Kopra

Ye libas sada sa hai
ye dunia ka libas hum
so kar uthay hi pehan laitay hain -
is main aankhain kholtay hain, baal sambhaltay hain-
Aur fir is reshmi gulabi phooloN k libas main hum
kya hain, sub ko dikhla detay hain.

Ye karya-kam kaafi saada sa hai
jis main hum lag jaatay hain
halaN k subah se shaam tak
ye kaafi lamba-choDa hai.

Subah se shaam tak tareefaiN karna
aur logoN ki tareefoN main na doob jaana,
ek billi ki tarah garam dhoop main laitay rehna
maheen komal rowoN ki saik main lagay rehna,

aur chooay k sapnay dekhna,
aur chooay hi ki tarah deeraj rakhna,
ghar k andhoori kamray main jahan
pattay khoob ikhathay hue paDay hain
wahan lagatar rakhwaali rakhna

jahan kabhi dhoop nahin paunchti
lakin zameen phoolon se ladi paDi hai.

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It is a simple garment, this slipped-on world.
We wake into it daily - open eyes, braid hair -
a robe unfurled
in rose-silk flowering, then laid bare.

And yes, it is a simple enough task
we've taken on,
though also vast:
from dusk to dawn,

from dawn to dusk, to praise, and not
be blinded by the praising.
To lie like a cat in hot
sun, fur fully blazing,

and dream the mouse;
and to keep too the mouse's patient, waking watch
within the deep rooms of the house,
where the leaf-flocked

sunlight never reaches, but the earth still blooms.

-Jane Hirshfield