Self translation of my Poem Chhupa ke Rakho ye Ansoo

HIDE YOUR TEARS

HIDE YOUR TEARS, LEST IT MAY DROP OUT
THE  WORLD SHOULD NOT SEE YOUR HUMAN SIDE

WHO HAS THE TIME, TO UNDERSTAND OTHER’S ANGUISH
EVERYONE IS CARRYING  A  HUGE RESERVOIR OF PAIN

HOW CAN ANYONE LISTENS TO OTHER’S SORROW STORIES
EVERYONE IS FULL OF GRIEF, AND LIVING WITHOUT HOPE

OUT OF COURTSIES,   WE DO ASK OTHERS ABOUT THEIR WELFARE
BUT HAVE NO TIME OR INCLINATION TO LISTEN TO THEM

WE ARE AFRAID IF WE CONNECT WITH OTHERS’ PAIN
WE MAY BECOME HUMAN WITH THAT CONNECTION

EVERYWHERE WE SEE PEOPLE FULL OF PAIN AND ANGUISH
OUR  SENSE OF HAPPINESS DEPENDS ON NON-CONNECTION

SO, MY DEAR HIDE YOUR TEARS, LEST IT MAY DROP OUT

THE HUMAN INSIDE YOU NOT BE SEEN BY OUTSIDE WORLD


VINOD PASSY ‘HANSKAMAL’