rafi song: Mujhe darde il ka patana tha, posted and translated by ranu

Mujhe  dard e dil ka pata na tha mujhe aap kis liye mil gaye,

I had no knowledge of what a heart ache is,

Why did I meet you?

I was happy  living my life alone,

Why did I meet you?

We were travelling alone without

any purpose,

you and I were far away

from each other,

travelling by ourselves,

why did I meet you?

neither am I a moon of any evening,

nor  a lamp of healing,

I’m only a tiny lamp on the road,

Why did I meet you?

………………………………….. 🙂

My visit to Montreal

Montreal, the home of the French language, looked more friendly than years ago. Whether one likes it or not, no one can deny how pretty it is.

This time things were different, they greeted me with three languages ‘Bon Jour,’ ‘Hello,’ and ‘Buenos Dias.’ The first one  still scares me as I’m not capable of speaking without rehearsing, ‘what’s the easiest one I can tackle without embarrassing myself.’ is my pal   English, I learned it when I first went to school at age five. It’s no credit to me but my Dad who thought it can help me in the future.

Third, ‘Buenos Dias,’ i.e Spanish, suddenly motivated me to take some courses, which I did.’ But forgot a lot as I did not practice.

I know there are other languages spoken in Montreal, these are the main.

Each morning I visited the malls, supermarket and sometimes a drug store, for food, clothing and cards for people I met.

I spent three weeks with my friend, she cooked and took me to visit her friends. I almost felt I should make Montreal my home. Then the urge to do so died down, as I missed my home, my daughter and the three felines:   Gabriel, Raphael, and Sophie.

I am back in Newfoundland, catching up with time difference.

…………………………………….. 🙂