Wind - Part 10 & 11
10 It is raining, The whole town is drenched wet. The Tamizh people, Like the buffaloes, Always stand in the wetness, Sit in the wetness, Walk in the wetness, Sleep in the wetness, Cook in the wetness, Eat in the wetness. A dry Tamizhan is not available even for medicine (Even for sample) The cold Wind blows relentlessly. Many of the Tamizh people fall sick with fever. Few people die everyday, The fools that remain blame it as 'fate'. Oh yes man, it is fate only. 'For those who lack Knowledge, Lack happiness' is the fate of Eesan. (The Almighty) In the country that lacks discipline, the abundance of disease is the fate. Tamil Nadu lacks that discipline. Instead of flourishing the true discipline, And also Forgetting the lingering disciplines, Few (Brahmin) people from Tamizh Nadu spin false tales to the fools and earn their daily bread. Do you think that the cold Wind is Poison? That is Manna, If you can live in Not-Wet homes with good clothes. Wind is good. We worship the Wind. 11 We call the Shakthi as Wind. The power that lifts, The power that cleans, The power that crashes, That spins, That blows. Out of the many forms of Shakthi, Wind is also one of them/ All divinities are the art of Shakthi. We call the art of Shakthi only as Divinity. Wind is the Son of Shakthi. We worship him.
Note: This is the Part 10 & 11 of Bharathi’s Prose-Poetry titled “Kaatru”. Interested in the Series? Check here to read the previous parts! To read the original version in தமிழ் or in Transliterated version? Click here! And here’s a feast to the fans of Bharathi (with translation)
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