In the past there used to be some specific places
Where the flocks of bats
Used to hang by and make a noise even during the day time,
Somewhere the flocks of cranes
Used to make a strange noise,
But now when the trees have been cut
It is rare to sight such a scene
Never to be seen again,
By the pond side bushes and weeds
The water birds making a noise by the eve-time.
Pahle kucch visesh jagah hoti thi
Jaha pei chamgadaro ka jhhund
Kalaraw karta rahata thaa din mei bhi,
Kahi hansa-vako ka samuh ek ajib si
Aawaz nikalta rahata thaa,
Lekin ab vriksho ki katayi se
Es tarah ke drishya dekhnei ko
Kama hi milatei hain,
Talab ke paas ki jhaadiyon se
Jal-pangshiyon kaa anvarat sandhyakalin chitkaar.
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