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Ardh-Satya

Chakravyuh mein ghusne se pehle, kaun tha mein aur kaisa tha, yeh mujhe yaad hi na rahega.

Before I entered this maze, Who was I? I will not remember.

Chakravyuh mein ghusne ke baad, mere aur chakravyuh ke beech, sirf ek jaanleva nikat’ta thi, iska mujhe pata hi na chalega.

After I entered the war-maze, there was a life-threatening proximity between the enemy and me. I will never come to realize this.

Chakravyuh se nikalne ke baad, main mukt ho jaoon bhale hi, phir bhi chakravyuh ki rachna mein farq hi na padega.

Even if I earn my freedom, and get out of this maze alive, it will make absolutely no difference to the maze itself.

Marun ya maarun, maara jaoon ya jaan se maardun. iska faisla kabhi na ho paayega.

While within this maze, to die or to kill, to be killed, or to take someone’s life, can never be fairly judged

Soya hua aadmi jab neend se uthkar chalna shuru karta hai, tab sapnon ka sansar use, dobara dikh hi na paayega.

When a man awakens from his slumber, and starts to walk again, he relinquishes his world of comfortable dreams.

Us roshni mein jo nirnay ki roshni hai sab kuchh s’maan hoga kya?

In that light of wakefulness which illuminates his choices, will there be fair and equal justice?

Ek palde mein napunsakta, ek palde mein paurush, aur theek taraazu ke kaante par ardh satya.

Balancing impotence, on one side of the scale, with manhood, on the other, the needle of this perfect balance points us to a half-truth

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untitled poem 1, namdeo dhasal

I have seen him I have rejected him often My corpse that wanders From town to town Wait in this evening’s glow and stand still A drunk is dialing God’s number Don’t show me such pity That degrades May be our relationship is all spent Shrug your shoulders and get rid of it So that you could Axe this water a couple of times.

translated from the marathi by Dilip Chitre

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Ardha Satya (1983) Om Puri (18/10/1950 - 06/01/2017)

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मेरे लिए ये कविताएँ अंत हैं / दिलीप चित्रे

मेरे लिए ये कविताएं अंत हैं ये एक तरह से मुझे ख़त्म करती हैं भले ही ये किसी सुइसाइड बॉम्‍बर की तरह आपके पास-पड़ोस में फट जाएँ मैं आतंकवादी नहीं हूँ लेकिन आतंक के युग में जीता हूँ  इनमें से कुछ मेरे कोमल मुहावरों में घुस जाते हैं मैं किसी इलहाम को सच करनेवाला जेहादी भी नहीं हूँ बस मेरी कविताएँ ही मुझे ख़त्म करती हैं  फिर एक बार नए आश्चर्य पाने को मैं इंतज़ार करता हुआ खालीपन बन जाता हूँ लेकिन ज्यादातर वे दर्द ही लाते हैं कुछ कभी लाते हैं अलभ्य प्रकटन सीमाहीन सुरों सा  इसका कोई अंत नहीं, सिवाय मेरे दूर मुझसे बल्कि सभी कविता उड़ी जा रही है।  अनुवाद : तुषार धवल

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In his poem "Father Returning Home," Dilip Chitre describes a man like a "word dropped from a long sentence." For Day 0 of #NaPoWriMo, I wanted to write the version where that word is never lost. A poem about the ritual of waiting and the dinner that stays warm. 🕯️🚋 #NaPoWriMo #NaPoWriMo2024 #DilipChitre #FatherReturningHome #PoetrySociety #ModernPoetry #WriterLife #PromptResponse #IndianPoets #LiteraryAnalysis

NaPoWriMo 2026 Day 0: come back home

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Through her blood's lightly layered

Hazy darkness

Lightning flashes out branches of my being

When, through intoxicated wet leaves,

The sudden stirring that's the month of Ashadha

Passes tenderly like a slight shiver.

And there remains

Only she

Of the trees, among the trees, for the trees:

Woman smelling of the season.

"The Rains" by Dilip Chitre

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Half-Truthfulness

Translated Poem: Ardh Satya (Half-Truthfulness) by #DilipChitre, recited by #OmPuri. https://alisohani.wordpress.com/2022/10/14/half-truthfulness/ #HindiPoetry #Translation #ArdhSatya

One of the very important poems in my life. This one’s from an incredible cinematic experience of the film: “Ardh Satya (1983)” by Govind Nihilani. Om Puri (Actor par excellence), playing a cop in the film is struggling with the system, corruption, status quo, and relations (especially with his father and woman in his life). He is rightful but just an inch shy from committing something violent…

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Dilip Chitre, simply best!