Guna’s evocative poem is about a son who seeks purpose and is bound by love and sacrifice, exclusively for Different Truths.
Sitting hunched at the hearth
of useful knowledge
she toasted her ashen eyes
through the gaps of her fingers
and very often said
You are my unique achievements
of my sacrifice
for ten months and ten days
By birth, you’ve got a beautiful earth
besides the vast sky
So you must be generous like the sun
and tolerant like the earth
At my birth, I cried
Maybe I got the pains of my mother
Since then, I have had tears in my eyes
in happiness and sorrow of people
One can’t help crying
whose only companion at birth was tears
That honeyed word ‘Maa’
was my first honeyed word
Since then, I’ve blurted out ‘Maa’
unawares
whenever I sit down or stand up
My birth is my mother’s sacrifice
I must be made for sacrifice
An ingrate I can’t be
My happiness lies in my mother’s happiness
My sorrow lies in my mother’s sorrow
Never can I be happy
He is the lone custodian of happiness
whose main assets are
the sun and the earth.
(Original Assamese poem titled “Adipath”)
Tr. © Nirendra Nath Thakuria
Picture design Anumita Roy
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