In Search of Light..........A Tribute to Vayalar.......

Here is a gem from the treasury of a lover of beauty..........whose eternal romance .......still remains as a matter of pride to the God's Own Country....
With the highly seductive malayalam at his disposal he let his creativity speak........... and it was all music.................
Philosophy was his play ground...yet he boldly declared......'I will not loveth any philosophy.....That does not loveth a melancholic soul'...........

Attempted here is a translation [or an interpretation] of one of the famous songs of Vayalar Ramavarma.............Pravachakanmare parayoo.................



Oh... messengers and messiahs .......
Tell us how long still the darkness will stay.....

Oh....architect of the universe.......
Tell us when the shower of light is destined......

The edifice of the first enlightenment is collapsing before our eyes......
We can see the perplexed faces of the custodians of divinity.............wandering aimlessly with their gazes fixed in the sky..........

Virtues and justice have opted meditation.....
Now they have long hairs and beards uncombed.....

Oh ...speak out ...messengers and messiahs....
Has thou too abandoned us........

The battle field in which once history was rewritten......the chariot is stand still
The warrior has no weapons in his hands.......

The smoke from the ashes of the burned books of philosophies is vainly roaming in air......

Oh beholders of poetic languages ..............why this silence.........where is the song...........

mashoodkk

BIRTH OF A CRIMINAL

My skin was white
And eyes were bright
I had value in the market
And they made me into a prostitute

My little dreams and needs
Were either burned alive or strangled
Masters chained my little horses
Starved them for no reasons

In striking silences I conceived
Bastards, and fed them with blood
I want them to spit venom
And feed on the raw meat of man

mashoodkk