Telugu Original-Seela Subhadra Devi
Translation –Swatee Sripada
We think something
But wee don’t know what we are
When we argued for the curry or the curd
concealed for elder brother
when mother serves with affection
without a word we adjust with pickle only.
Even now we walk in the same footsteps
We came into this world like all others
We have no idea what a thought is.
Chasing away the sleep perched on the eyelids
If a murmur says in ears ‘you are my everything’
Taking it as a chanting
On the chest we have the tattoos willingly
Lifting the entire home on shoulders
Day and night wee crush our bodies
We love everyone but we don’t know what love is
Not to get the evil eye on us
Treating as a rare glass doll without even a sense of
When captured in glass almirah without even a trace of air
We stay there carefully feeling it is true
We have not a thought of our anatomy
Or the power we have
When said ’you don’t know anything’
We believe it
within the three words- you don’t know
From the birth
We turn in circle only.
Without any knowledge
Huddled closely as plump marigolds in a pretty way
We have grown up.
From the kaleidoscopes fixed to our eyes
When you people watch us fondly
To appear as you wish
We try anxiously every minute.
We open the eyes with sun but no thought to close them
Even with the moon.
We transform into many forms
Either cleaning the dishes or washing clothes
We became many hands carrying umpteen number of works
Full of the Kaleidoscope.
At every corner in the home
Though our craftsmanship hangs
Can’t even be ours even a bit
Searching your footprints and walking in them
We became shadows nestling in them.
Carrying the windows of light
When the curtains of darkness are drawn
Eyes streaming in total looks
Open throughout your body
Till the eyelids exhaust
In strange forms
We became the organs to fulfill the desires
Without our knowledge
We don’t know but
In your magic mirrors
Why doesn’t our mind never reflect?
Why doesn’t our brain reveal?
Probably due to their formlessness
When a thought awakens
When we know what we are
We will be either brains
Or ever beating hearts
At that time suddenly
The magic mirror becomes a magnifying glass
The ego we never saw and we never knew
Shine on our heads as horns
In our words and deeds as if flowing completely
Shows the ego in multicolor
While watching we appear as giant demons
As never reflected before by our mind
Never allowed us to unite with our thoughts
As a complete blossomed individual human
Enjoying strange kaleidoscopic pictures
Alarmed by the magnifying glass
When you hide in the era of our unfamiliarity
As long as we never crush the
The magic mirror between you and us
This distance between us goes on increasing
A native of Nizamabad, writes poetry in English and Telugu, Novels , stories In Telugu. Translates from Telugu to English and English to Telugu.
Published 5 poetry volumes in Telugu, 5 story anthologies, 5 novels and 32 translations. Loves and lives in poetry.