Nandita’s Challenge

So NMY from Emotional Spaces – http://www.emotionalspaces.wordpress.com – writes to me in Hindi and almost dares me to do an English version of it. Game on, my friend… here it is!

MY ENGLISH VERSION

Your last coffee before bedtime

I ask you to raise the cup I gifted you

And put it to your lips

So you can feel my touch

The hot china, my warm skin

The letter I wrote you
Read it by the moonlight
Again and yet again
A smile playing on your lips
As a tear rolls down your cheek
Clutching it fondly, draw it close
Keep it under your pillow
Dreaming, it’ll deliver me to you one night

Forgotten moments, hidden pinings

Remain submerged in the depths of my heart

Firm resolve, firmer belief

Desert me now with the passage of the hours

The darkness of a lonely night descends

As I await dawn

To takes me back to my innocence

HER HINDI ORIGINAL
Woh meri bheji hui cup ko

Hoton se lagaana

Woh tumhara mujhe chhune ka

Ek aur bahana

Woh mere likhe hue khat ko

Hazaar baar padhna

Padhke muskurana

Muskurate huye rona

Seene se lagaana

Aur sirhane me rakhna

Ummeed ke sapne mein main aakar

Kisi din saamne ho jati

Kuch aisi beeti huyi lamho ko

Kaleje mein chhupa ke 

Jaa rahi hi

Yeh sockhke

Kaise pucce the woh irade

Kaise teeki hui thi hounsle

Kaise raet ki tarah fisal rahe hai ab

Louta do woh saare fasaane