Let's kill them Gods!

The original idea for this came from my friend Indrani Raha, who is a prolific writer in her native tongue, Bengali. This was from a poem she recently wrote in the serene surroundings of a riverside park.

Poems usually sound nice and when she reads them in Bengali, it sounds even more musical.

The core concept is the same while I had taken a different interpretation of how this ends. 

Thus, this is not a literal translation, nor is it a cheeky “inspired by” 😊, it is mostly her work with a tweak here and tweak there and the end altered by this atheist.

So, here we go, with a huge thanks to my friend Indrani.

It was rather funny while she was reading the poem out, and taking the trouble to explain the meaning to me, with the whole family joining in, offering their views and questioning, at times even challenging, the original poet as to “How is that? explain? This makes no sense. This is untrue” and so on…

She was unflappable, stayed thoroughly calm and kept on explaining every doubt and answering every question

Finally, I had to step in and offer that beautiful explanation from the film “Howl”

Poetry can’t be translated to prose, that is why it is poetry!

And for those who are not familiar with the original story that features in this poem - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Samudra_manthan

Photo Courtesy: saivism.net

Let there be a great churning yet again

But, this time the nectar will not go to the exalted.

After all, what have they done?

They drank the nectar and poisoned the world!

This time it shall be different.

We will do the great churning all over again.

The snake shall be replaced by a rope

Made from the exalted and the demons alike.

For me, they are the same, I see no difference.

We need two sets of people

To do the churning

The two sides shall be from the people of the land

The pure and the corrupt

We shall toil, as the other two factions toiled

In the bygone mythological age

This time too there will be

The nectar and the poison.

The nectar shall go to the deserved pure

May the tribe live forever!

What shall we do with the poison?

Not to be wasted on the corrupt

As they will die anyway

The exalted and the demons are already a rope.

I shall give this poison to the Gods.

Its time their immortality came to an end

They have been killing people for too long

This needs to end anyway.

Let there be a great churning again

This time to end the Gods!

God help me 😉