an everyday zalzala

roz ba.Dhataa huu.N jahaa.N se aage/
phir vahii.n lauT ke aa jaataa huu.N /
baarahaa to.D chukaa huu.N jin ko/
i.nhii.n diivaaro.n se Takaraataa huu.N/
roz basate hai.n ka_ii shahar naye/
roz dharatii me.n samaa jaate hai.n /
zal-zalo.n me.n thii zaraa sii girah/
vo bhii ab roz hii aa jaate hai.n

my crude translation of the kaifi azmi poem above::

i venture out, everyday, ahead of the world

and find myself at the same place everyday

the walls which i had brought down

i bump into them, everyday.

many cities spring up everyday

and sink into the ground

the tremors faltered a little

but they return everyday now.

i'm thinking of the mumbai slums - will they return too after the havoc of the very recent past?