(There is nothing more a fascinating in the world than listening to a child’s incessant barrage of why’s and what’s, its playing smart with parents, and its utter innocence as it tries to understand the nature in all its varied hues. That brings us to memory our own childhood.
This is one of the few poems I read which impressed me most. I would rather suggest people knowing Telugu to read the Original and just that. I must apologize as my linguistic resources did not match the beauty of the original, to present them appropriately in English.)
Daddy!
Shall I tell you a story?
Once there was a king
He had three daughters
And a son elder to them
They had a Crow for friend
Then, they get hungry
There you are, laughing!
No! I won’t tell you anymore.
*
You never stay put at home.
It would be nice if you do
Please Daddy!
I promise I won’t play in water
Complete homework properly
What is there
In all these books Daddy?
All ABCDs?
*
Are you angry?
I am sorry.
Mommy, why this man gets angry
For nothing?
*
(Addressing his sister)
Why do you pout?
What happened to you, Pachi?
Make no mischief!
No playing pranks either!
*
Why? Doesn’t that blood-sucker
Have parents, daddy?
It appears always alone on the tree.
*
Shall we play Kabaddi daddy?
Otherwise, hide and seek?
No hiding in bathrooms
or bed rooms!
*
Take this book.
You like it, isn’t it?
I love my mommy
I love you too, daddy!
*
Why should I go to school
Always by bus?
Why don’t you send me by airplane?
*
Tomorrow is my birthday
if you don’t bring me gift
I would mash you to chutney.
*
I will give you a chocolate
Go, and make merry.
And write your poems.
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@Gujjalam… in childy jargon stands for Gulab Jamun, a noted south-Indian sweet delicacy.
- Image Courtesy: Dr. Pulipati Guruswamy
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