The doings of the father and the deeds of my mother

The doings of the father and the deeds of my mother


The doings of the father and the deeds of my mother 
Have earned me a decree. 
Mother and father congenital crooks 
Hae transferred their karma to me. 
Growling over a grain of corn, 
Squabbling and quarrelling in every barn. 
i could get rid of it all 
Only after the corn was gone. 
What a scramble lay in store! 
It was a dubious knock at my door. 
The doings of the father and the deeds 
of my mother 
Have earned me a decree.

A lover of God! 
You'll be slandered no end. 
They'll call you Kafir, 
You should say - yes, Sir. 


Translated by: K.S.Duggal