Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Learn Gondi language


Jai Seva... 
Gondi is the language of Gond tribe.  Gond tribals live in central Indian forest areas.  This area is supposed to be the Dandakaranya forest area, mentioned in Ramayan (Mythology).  This language doesn't have a script, and have survived through centuries, but is rapidly becoming extinct, as schools do not teach this language to Gond children, living in eastern Maharashtra, Chattisgad, i.e. central Indian areas.  

documenting here on blog, bit of Gondi language i have come across.  Its an ongoing work, and will keep adding and correct if find mistakes. 

In Gondi language
Explanation in English & English sentence
jai seva
Greetings / hello
Seva seva
Reply to greetings / hello
Niya Poroy batal mhanta
your name what say (what is your name)
poroy batal
short for, "what name"
naava poroy 'xxx' mhanta
my name 'xxx' say (called)
niya batal paali mhanta
Your what last-name /sir-name say (what is your last name?)
Niya natenaa poroy batal mhanta
What is the name of your village (natenaa = village)
Nava natenaa poroy ‘yyy’ mhanta
my village name is ‘yyy’ called
Nik bachok pilang  mhantaag
You   how-many   children have (how many children do you have)
Naaku rend pilang
I have 2 children
Nimaa hik vaay
You here come
Baara kiyala
For what (what-for    to do ) why should I come?
Nimaa beke danton
You where going?  (Where are you going)
Nana ‘xxx’ danton
I am ‘xxx’ going (I am going to ‘xxx’)
Nimaa batal kabaal kinton
You what work doing (what work do you do?)
Nana naagel povanto
I  till  plowing  (I use the plow to do plowing)
Talai nunta
Head aching (do you have head ache?)
Kai, kaal
Hand, leg
Venjar   toha
Tongue   show (show your tongue) – useful for doctors
Palak toha
Teeth show
Mendul nonta
Body ache (do you have body ache?)
Tetha, utha
Stand, sit
Dand   poita
Fever/temperature do you have (do you have fever/temp?)



Similarity with south-Indian language
Poroy – similar to peru
Natenaa – similar to naadu
Kai – hand, similar to Kai
Kaal – leg, similar to Kaal
Talai – head, similar to Tala
Palak – teeth, similar to pallu

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Why ?


Why ?

When you blush,
Even rising sun
Feels jealous of your cheeks.

When you walk out alone
The breeze races to caress you,
To carry your fragrance…

When you open your eyes
Even sparks explode
And God created tears.

When you smile,
Even monks stop meditating,
Gentle enough aura spreads…

When your fingers touch
The jewelry box, inside they fight
Like siblings, to be adorned.

When you suddenly turn
The earth sighs, because
It couldn’t do it for you.

When you laugh
Your hair strands jump
In excitement to touch your lips.

When your feet
Touches the earth, the high up
Clouds jostle each other, in regret.

When your iris moves
Birds becomes observers
To watch the flight of your eyes.

When you speak
In that flow of sound
Lungs forget to beat.

And when you let a flower,
Be near, it shivers like him
In wonderment, at your kindness.

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Hi-Tech


Hi-Tech

A time comes,
To hide behind
A camera’s eye
The need to hold still
To capture that moment
And dispassionately reflect.

And a time comes
To pull the plug
To let everything out
To stop a washing machine’s
Gurgling sound, when
Everything inside churns.

And sometimes to break out
Run away till be alone,
To stop voices inside the ears
Coming in ceaselessly
From earphones of a walkman
Tied around the head.

And a time to crave
For a look at the sky
When inside a lift
Made for eight
Stuck down in the
Middle of two floors.

And a time to wish
To be able to fly
While standing on top
Of a mountain at sunrise,
Above squarely colored fields
Wearing slip proof shoes.

But will a time come
To be able to realize
There always will be
An unfulfilled wish,
When the VCD ends
Re-trapping you in real world.

Sunday, July 15, 2012

Trek


Trek

It is the highest peak,
And from where I stand
I can see a long way around
And feel the clouds
Go through my finger tips
I look at the sky, Eye to eye
Hey, it’s no conquest, so he smiles
As if we are old pals.

And I touch the mountain king
Like a father he had lifted
Me high on his hands,
As he puts me down to sleep,
The wind swings my tent,
Whistling a lullaby in my mind.

In this trek, I found a family and friend
And as I climb down
My brother trees show the direction
Along with gentle parting hugs
And a sister stream
Follows me along,
But now I have to move ahead
And build a nest,
To share those peaks
Of love, in flat lands.

Thursday, July 12, 2012

Rail-ride


Rail-ride

My train of thoughts move
Against the winds of force
Balanced on tiny tracks.

A lovingly crafted fence
Wave’s goodbye
A dark tunnel approaches inside,
Pressure increases,
As a recollection occurred…

While watching the world go by
I had spied a flower
In a rock spawn land,
And a question arouse,
Will she be there, when I return?

But do we ever return...
Isn’t it every time
An onward journey?