Snow Still Falls...... my translation of Agnishekhar's Hindi poem......

Snow still falls
abundantly
like in our childhood days


Crows still
caw on the chinars
from the rooftops
snow slips
like loose edges of a glacier
dogs leap,roll and play


Snow still falls
abundantly
like in our childhood days
but we are not the same
life now pulsates differently

neither do we make a snowman
in our compounds
nor we throw snowballs
on one another

without celebration goes
the first snowfall..nausheen

no more ecstasies
on unhurt slips
no more shooting of nicknames

sitting near the window
for a brief while
we watch the falling snow


and with memories of good old days
move away from the window....