Ahalya, The Accursed
by Vimmi Sadarangani
Sunday, November 04, 2001
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Many Sindhis, after leaving Sindh, are scattered in the world. That was the year 1947 when when India got its independence and that was bad luck of Sindhis, who had to leave their motherland.
Ahalya was changed into a rock due to a curse.
However, I am borne in India and I haven't visited Sindh, yet I also feel like Ahalya sometimes, who is accursed and is away from her land. That's the central idea of this poem.
It's the time and eternity
that I was in Sindh last.
I have maintained
the account of every moment
that has passed since then.
My home, its compound,
I remember everything.
How I wish to go there again
and be dissolved in its earth.
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|Reviewed by Habib Sajid (Reader)
|Good Poem Vimmi...I know u and ur poetry...I have some ur pics when u were at our /urs Sindh-Sukkur...this is my email me_habibsajid.yahoo.com|
|Reviewed by Caryn Day-Suarez
|An excellent and moving piece!
|Reviewed by Masarat Daud (Reader)
|I identify with this feeling...!|
|Reviewed by Muhammad Ali Panhwar
|You belong to sindh, your'e warmly welcome with the depth of my heart. "Awheen Zaroor Achoo"|