FEVER

 

 

Mom, Who banished the rains,

Dad, who went for the doctor,
Sister, who tracked the fever,
With your palm on my forehead,

You must realize,

That this is not fever,
But the warmth of heart
That the rains offered me,
caressing my hair,
embracing my body..

You know what,
The rain has a Desert
For its heart,
And an Ocean
For its body..!

 

Written By: SUJEESH N.M.

 

Translation: BABU RAMACHANDRAN

 

Alternate Take: RAHUL KOCHUPARAMBIL

 

FEVER

Mom,

as you curse the rains,
Sister,
as you feel my burning forehead
with the back of your palm,
Dad,
as you scramble for the doctor;
let me tell you this:

Relax,
this isn’t fever;
but the warmth of the rain’s heart
which she gave me last night
as she ran her fingers through my hair
as she held me in her long, wet hug.

Did you know something?
The rain has a Desert
For its heart,
And an Ocean
For its body.

 

ORIGINAL

 

പനി
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മഴയെ വിലക്കിയ അമ്മേ,
വൈദ്യനെ തേടിയ അച്ഛാ,
പൊള്ളുന്ന നെറ്റിയില്‍
കൈ വെച്ച പെങ്ങളേ,

പനിയല്ല.
മുടിയിഴകളെ തഴുകിയും
മേനിയെ പുണര്‍ന്നും
മഴ നല്കിയ
ഹൃദയത്തിന്‍റെ ചൂടാണ്.

നിങ്ങള്‍ക്കറിയാമോ?
മഴയുടെ മനസ്സൊരു
മരുഭൂമിയും,
ശരീരം ഒരു സമുദ്രവുമാണ്‌

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