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Manushya Puthiran
Tamil Life
The doorbellsdon’t work
but no one goes away.
These one-and-a-half years
with no latch on the bathroom door
have endangered
no one’s privacy.
The broken leg of this chair
will not insult a guest,
only slightly imbalance him.
I have been travelling
in this god-protected city
in a vehicle without brakes
for a week.
That pain
at the base of the stomach,
somewhere to the left,
comes often these days.
If I sleep at a particular angle for a while
I can manage.
There is a lot
to be set right
everywhere.
Even so,
uncomplicated
is Tamil life.
© Translation: 2004, C.S. Lakshmi and Arundhathi Subramaniam
From: The Unhurried City: Writings on Chennai
Edited by C.S. Lakshmi
Publisher: Penguin Books India, New Delhi, 2004
From: The Unhurried City: Writings on Chennai
Edited by C.S. Lakshmi
Publisher: Penguin Books India, New Delhi, 2004
TAMIL LIFE
© 2001, Manushya Puthiran
From: Neeralanathu
Publisher: Kalachuvadu Pathippagam, Nagercoil
From: Neeralanathu
Publisher: Kalachuvadu Pathippagam, Nagercoil
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TAMIL LIFE
From: Neeralanathu
Tamil Life
The doorbellsdon’t work
but no one goes away.
These one-and-a-half years
with no latch on the bathroom door
have endangered
no one’s privacy.
The broken leg of this chair
will not insult a guest,
only slightly imbalance him.
I have been travelling
in this god-protected city
in a vehicle without brakes
for a week.
That pain
at the base of the stomach,
somewhere to the left,
comes often these days.
If I sleep at a particular angle for a while
I can manage.
There is a lot
to be set right
everywhere.
Even so,
uncomplicated
is Tamil life.
© 2004, C.S. Lakshmi and Arundhathi Subramaniam
From: The Unhurried City: Writings on Chennai
Edited by C.S. Lakshmi
Publisher: 2004, Penguin Books India, New Delhi
From: The Unhurried City: Writings on Chennai
Edited by C.S. Lakshmi
Publisher: 2004, Penguin Books India, New Delhi
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