by Sri Chinmoy

 

Transliteration and Translation

by Rintu Chakravarthy (Singapore)

Amitraakhkhar

 

Shadya ashphuto mama jibaatma jedin
Prothom robir aalo kare nirikhkhon
Shei sriti smarite aaj ei aayojon.
Ajad amar shib shaanto shamaahito
Srishtir aadim kaale chilo je bhaashwar
Aapnaar rupe rashe aapni mohito,
Shei deb naaraayan kon abhipraaye
Paathalo daadaare mor ei dharanite.
Naahi jaani sheidin nandan-kaanane
Bishaader kaalo chaaya podechilo kina
Dharanir shyam andhe prashphut golaap
Bidhaataar pujaa laagi godilo je jon
Shei srashtaa projaapati ekoi abhipraaye
Daadaare godeche jaani emon sundar.
Anujer bhakti maakhaa saral pranati
Jaagaabe jaahaar mone pulak nischito,
She barenyo atithir aagamoni dine
Joyullaash hoibena panchajanya bine
Kotha Krishna kotha tabo shakha Dhananjoy
Daadaare aamaare karo akkhoy-abyoy.

 

The day my fresh unblossomed soul-flower
Observed the first rays of the Sun –
Today’s arrangements are in remembrance of that memory.
Ageless, immortal, auspicious, peaceful, engrossed in meditation
One who was illumined since the beginning of creation:-
Who remains enchanted in His own self-beauty
That Lord Narayana in a certain contemplation
Sent my elder brother into this world.
Not sure if on that day in Paradise
The dark shadows of melancholy were cast or not
The blossoming roses in the lap of the dark cloud-hued Earth
Those who harvested for the worship of the Creator
That Creator Prajapati in similar contemplation
Created my elder brother, I know, such beautiful.
The devotion-imbued simple obeisance of the younger brother
Will definitely awaken delight in the heart of
That honourable guest’s auspicious day of arrival
When the celebration will be sans the sounds of the Panchajanya conch.
Where are you Krishna, where is your dear friend Dhananjoy (Arjuna)?
Do make my elder brother and me endless and changeless.

Notes:

This is a facsimile of a poem written by Chinmoy on 17 February 1946, when he was fourteen years old.

We are grateful to Rintu for offering a translation for this very lofty eulogy by Chinmoy for his elder brother. The question of which elder brother is being referred to is perhaps partially solved by the pet name the poet uses to refer to him. “Dada”, meaning elder brother, is what the young boy called his eldest brother Hriday; whereas he called Chitta “Madhyamda”, meaning middle brother, and Mantu was “Tunuda”, little elder brother.

 

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