True Love (Sachi Mohabbat) . A Poem By Wislawa Szymborska In Hindi/Urdu Translation Poem by Ravi Kopra

Suchi mohabbat. kya ye aksar milti hai
kya ye sanjeeda hoti hai, kya ye upyogi hoti hai?
Duniya ko kya milta hai un dono devanoN se
jo duniya main apni duniya banaye rehtay hain?

Hum un ko ek oonchi chaukee pe bitha daiN, bina kisi kaaran ke
karoDoN logon k beech se un dono ko chun kar
yakeen rakhtay hue en donoN ko deavana bunna tha -
Kya kiya unoN ne ye inaam paaney k liye?
Kuch bhi nahin.

-to be continued

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True love. Is it normal
is it serious, is it practical?
What does the world get from two people
who exist in a world of their own?

Placed on the same pedestal for no good reason,
drawn randomly from millions but convinced
it had to happen this way - in reward for what?
For nothing.
The light descends from nowhere.
Why on these two and not on others?
Doesn't this outrage justice? Yes it does.
Doesn't it disrupt our painstakingly erected principles,
and cast the moral from the peak? Yes on both accounts.

Look at the happy couple.
Couldn't they at least try to hide it,
fake a little depression for their friends' sake?
Listen to them laughing - it's an insult.
The language they use - deceptively clear.
And their little celebrations, rituals,
the elaborate mutual routines -
it's obviously a plot behind the human race's back!

It's hard even to guess how far things might go
if people start to follow their example.
What could religion and poetry count on?
What would be remembered? What renounced?
Who'd want to stay within bounds?

True love. Is it really necessary?
Tact and common sense tell us to pass over it in silence,
like a scandal in Life's highest circles.
Perfectly good children are born witWislawa Szymborskahout its help.
It couldn't populate the planet in a million years,
it comes along so rarely.

Let the people who never find true love
keep saying that there's no such thing.

Their faith will make it easier for them to live and
die.

-Wislawa Szymborska