I remember my mama
Her smile was so sweet
It was like moonbeams
Dropping from the skies.
Can I forget with how much love
She used to look at my face?
The evening stars still shine
With the look they took from her loving eyes
The sun rises in the morning
Only with the colour it took
From the vermilion dot
My mother used to bear on her forehead
The lotus bloomed in crimson colour
By the touch of her lac-dyed feet
When I was in pain
Like a bedside candle
Who was awake all night?
She is my mother
To compare with her
There is none in this whole wide world.
Transcreation of the famous modern Bengali song – Modhur amar mayer hasi chander mukhe jhore / make mone pore amar make mone pore – recorded by Sudhirlal Chakraborty and released by the HMV in 1957. I am yet to come across another such sweet song or poem on this theme.
