Grandma Talking About The Paradise Lost Poem by Mohammad Younus

Grandma kept talking...
...to her grand daughter under the quilt,
About a king who long back wrote...
...in Tuzki Babri:
'If there is a Paradise on the earth,
It is here, it is here, and it is certainly here',
Until the curious little angely asked her:
So take me with you there,
And, then, grandma began to make...
...excuses to her,
Taking a deep sigh, she said to her,
Little child!
You might be aggrieved if you go there,
It is now a haunted place...
...ghosts and jinn abide there,
Ferocious wild cats and blood hounds...
...roam there,
In its woeful valleys, sons of dracula...
...are spreading terror and fear,
Evil spirits are fanning the fire...
...of hatred there,
No chinars are now to be found...
...for cool shade there,
Instead of chinars zaqum trees...
...abundantly grow there,
You won't like their poisonous fruit to eat...
...and nor their bitter juice to drink,
I confess,
'I was talking to you about the Paradise lost',
The little angely, ...
...with hot tears flowing over her pink cheeks, ..
...fearfully said:
Now I don't think I would like it either,
I don't like wild cats, wolves, or...
...any other blood hound,
No angel or fairy is waiting there, '
The child closed her eyes...
...and buried her head under the pillow,
She had very wild nightmares...
...all through the night.

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