Tuesday, January 19, 2016

Interpreting kural by translating:She has a strange fire....and both the cause and the cure of the sickness inflicted on me

Fortunately I could buy some sleep and it is nearing quarter to five. Having lost the habit of walking  I must restart today. There was an affectionate  fiat from  a friend yesterday  that I must come to beach   Before the sun rays  come and clothe me  let me complete a few kurals and type:
#She has a strange fire, indeed, believe me
When I go closer it’s just cool and pleasant
But if I get separated from her for a while
I am scorched like a sun
Where did she get this strange fire?#
#For all the diseases there is a cure
The girl who has added beauty
To the jewels clothing her body has inflicted
The love sickness into my heart and for that
She alone is the cure. See how strange it is!
She is both the author of the ailment,
And provider of the medicine.#



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