"Night Of The Scorpion" Poem/Summary and more(हिंदी अनुवाद)
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Night Of The Scorpion
✍️Nissim Ezekiel
("Night Of The Scorpion" Poem/Summary and more(हिंदी अनुवाद)
Poem:-
I remember the night my mother
was stung by a scorpion.
Ten hours of steady rain had driven him
to crawl beneath a sack of rice.
Parting with his poison-flash
of diabolic tail in the dark room.
he risked the rain again.
The peasants came like swarms of flies and buzzed the name of God a hundred times
to paralyse the Evil One.
With candles and with lanterns
throwing giant scorpion shadows
on the mud-baked walls
They searched for him: he was not found.
They clicked their tongues.
With every movement that the scorpion made his poison moved in
Mother's blood, they said.
May he sit still, they said
May the sins of your previous birth
be burned away tonight, they said. the misfortunes of your next birth, they said.
May your suffering decrease
May the sum of all evil
balanced in this unreal world
against the sum of good become diminished by your pain.
May the poison purify your flesh
of desire, and your spirit of ambition, they said, and they sat around
on the floor with my mother in the centre,
the peace of understanding on each face.
More candles, more lanterns, more neighbours,
more insects, and the endless rain My mother twisted through and through.
groaning on a mat.
My father, sceptic, rationalist,
trying every curse and blessing. powder, mixture, herb and hybrid.
He even poured a little paraffin
upon the bitten toe and put a match to it.
I watched the flame feeding on my mother.
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Summary:-
'Night of the Scorpion' is a wonderful poem by Nissim Ezekiel, taken from the famous anthology 'The Exact Name'.
In the present poem, the author has presented a scene showing the difference between superstition and real knowledge in rural India.in which the poet states that.....I still remember the night my mother was bitten by a scorpion. Ten hours of incessant rain had chased away the scorpion which was crawling under the sack of rice in the dark room carrying poison in its devilish tail.
Hearing this, the surrounding people (farmers) came like a swarm of flies with candles and lanterns in hand and started searching for the scorpion on the mud walls and everywhere with the help of candles, but could not find the scorpion. According to the people, with every movement of the scorpion, the poison will spread in the blood. All the villagers sat around the mother and she was asked to take the name of God a hundred times, people told the mother that it was the sin of their previous births, their bad luck, and started saying different things.
Everyone showed understanding by lighting more lanterns, more candles so that this incident does not happen to anyone again in the rain.
My mother was moaning in pain due to the sting of a scorpion. On one hand everyone was giving different advice, on the other hand my father was skeptical, rationalist, trying to treat him with all kinds of herbs, powders, medicines, They also put some paraffin on the leg wound and put a matchstick, I saw the flame burning on my mother's leg, But nothing worked then after full 20 hours mother got relief from pain. The poet's mother expressed her gratitude to the Lord and said that it was good that the scorpion did not bite her or any member of her family or her children. In this way this poem ended with affection.
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सारांश:-
बिच्छू की रात' निसीम ईजेकील की एक शानदार कविता है, इसे 'द एक्जैक्ट नेम' नामक प्रसिद्ध संकलन से लिया गया है।
प्रस्तुत काव्य में लेखक ने ग्रामीण भारत में अंधविश्वास और वास्तविक ज्ञान के मध्य भेद बताता हुआ एक दृश्य प्रस्तुत किया है जिसमे कवि बताते है कि....मुझे आज भी वह रात याद है जब मेरी माँ को एक बिच्छू ने काटा था। दस घंटे की लगातार बारिश ने बिच्छू को भगा दिया था जो चावल की बोरी के नीचे अंधेरे कमरे में अपनी शैतानी पूंछ में जहर लिए रेंग रहा था ।
यह सुनकर आसपास के लोग (किसान) हाथ में मोमबत्ती व लालटेन लिए मक्खियों के झुंड की तरह आए और बिच्छू को मोमबत्तियों की मदद से मिट्टी की दीवारों पर और हर जगह ढूंढने लगे, लेकीन बिच्छू नही मिला। लोगो के अनुसार बिच्छू की हर हरकत के साथ जहर खून में फैलता जाएगा । सभी ग्रामीण मां के चारो तरफ बैठ गए और उनसे सौ बार भगवान का नाम लेने को कहा गया , लोगो ने मां से कहा यह उनके पिछले जन्मों का पाप है, उनका दुर्भाग्य है, और तरह तरह की बातें करने लगे। । सभी ने समझदारी दिखाते हुए अधिक लालटेन, अधिक मोमबत्ती जलाकर प्रकाश किया जिससे बारिश में यह घटना दुबारा किसकी साथ न हो जाए ।
बिच्छू के डंक से घायल मेरी मां दर्द से कराह रही थी । एक तरफ सभी लोग अलग अलग सलाह दे रहे थे दूसरी तरफ मेरे पिताजी संशयवादी, तर्कवादी, हर तरह की जड़ी बूटी, पाउडर, औषधी से उनका उपचार करने का प्रयत्न कर रहे थे, उन्होंने पैर के घाव पर थोड़ा पैराफिन भी डाला और माचिस की तीली लगा दी , मैंने लौ को अपनी माँ के पैर पर जलते हुए देखा ,परंतु कुछ भी काम नहीं आया फिर पूरे 20 घंटे बाद मां को दर्द से राहत मिली । कवि की मां ने प्रभु के प्रति कृतज्ञता व्यक्त करते हुए कहा कि अच्छा हुआ बिच्छु ने उन्हें कटा न की उनके परिवार के किसी सदस्य या उनके बच्चो को । इस प्रकार वात्सल्य भाव के साथ इस कविता का अंत हुआ।
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("Night Of The Scorpion" Poem/Summary and more(हिंदी अनुवाद)
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