V P Manoharan

സ്വദേശം പയ്യന്നൂർ. ഇന്ത്യൻ എയർഫോഴ്‌സിലും സെൻട്രൽ ബാങ്ക് ഓഫ് ഇന്ത്യയിലും സേവനമനുഷ്ഠിച്ചു. പ്രസിദ്ധീകരിച്ച രചനകൾ: 1. The fallen flower. ("വീണ പൂവി"ന്‍റെ ഇംഗ്ലീഷിലേക്കുള്ള വിവർത്തനം.). 2 The Goddess in the attic and other stories (15 കഥകളുടെ വിവർത്തനം).

We often met at the gates of JK Residency, rather crossed each other. I, on my way out after a quiet hour at the bar and he on his way in, possibly for a long evening. At first, it was as if we wouldn’t ever notice each other – hisContinue Reading

Leaning against the wallJawaharlal sat, gazingat the lifeless body before him. Manu had set right the displaced glasses,to a perfection,that face hadn’t in life. Outside, slogans soared, mostly that‘Gandhi is immortal’.For the dead Gandhitreatment through language. That dead body seemedlike a morsel of bread, left overby a sated someone. WhoContinue Reading

Why was I madea synonym of perfidy? –Chandrika asked.River didn’t reply.Instead, stopping its flow,showed her in ither lovely face.That face came and hit herlike a lightning bolt.She fell, mumbling –Cheat! Again, you tricked me. Couldn’t you’ve spared my life? –From another ghat,Ramanan asked.River,without speakingbegan to flow fast.Once more he felttheContinue Reading

Poem translation by Manoharan V PAs we went down for a bathin the dark, murky watersat the ghat, where the canaljoined the river, Do you remember seeingtwo mates on the shoresitting under a coconut treebusy building a boat? There, the cascading waters’frothing speed …. here,the shadow of canal shutteron gloomyContinue Reading

Like the mother-cat,shaking its tailplays with its kitten,the citywaving its alleysplayed with me,a newly-come laborer. Go this way, then…Go that way, then… Lost my waydoesn’t matter. I’m now city’s own child. Translated by V P Manoharan മൂലകവിത – കുഞ്ഞ്പി. രാമന്‍ തള്ളപ്പൂച്ച കുഞ്ഞിനെവാലിളക്കിക്കളിപ്പിക്കും പോലെനഗരംപുതുതായിപണിക്കെത്തിയഎന്നെഊടുവഴികള്‍ഇളക്കിക്കാട്ടികളിപ്പിച്ചു കൊണ്ടിരുന്നു. ഇതിലേ പോയാല്‍ അതിലേ…അതിലേ പോയാല്‍ ഇതിലേ… വഴിContinue Reading