Last night’s intruder Has left his fingerprints In the silt.

Look here, these dark striations Of iron. Look here as I carefully Lift these prints

Onto this tattered newspaper Following my sniffing north Pointer.

Interpretation of Gulzar’s ‘Seeli Hawaa’

At a touch of the east wind My body drops its scales Of time. Snow piles at the front door Barricading out winter days.

Held to my chest, in my hands, is The life I have had with you then. Then there was only you, my darling, And now that you are not here, There is still only you.

I wonder by what names Is this city called, this city to which My heart has dragged me to? Without you, Days here burn like wood fire, without you here, Lamps never take their glaring eyes Off these desolate rooms.

How was it then we glibly went About deciding which exit for you, And which for me, on this highway Of dislocation? Miles ago I have Left behind days. Since years I have been ferrying nights.

At a touch of the cold wind My body has dropped its shells. Over the frozen river tonight, Darling, first quarter moon.

Telugu Chandamaama raave, jaabilli raave Kondekki raave, koti poolu theve Bandekki raave, banti poolu theve Theru meeda raave, thene pattu theve Pallaki lo raave paalu perugu theve Parugetti raave, panasa pandu theve Naa maata vinave, nattinta pettave Annee theve Kuttiki iyyave!

Trans Come moon, come sweet moon Come over the hill, bring a million flowers Come on a chariot, bring a bunch of Marigolds Come over the brook, bring a comb of honey Come on a palanquin, bring milk and curd Come on running, bring a Jackfruit Now listen to me and keep them here right Bring them all for baby's delight