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Truth Within, Shines Without

Meena Kumari was a big fan of Marilyn Monroe.

Meena Kumari’s life brings to fore the great divide between those few who are richer in experience, even if complex or tragic, and most of us who live with a linear fulness or emptiness, without those devastating upheavals that bring heaven and hell together. Clearly, this journal entry would be long… if we are to appreciate her life and its context, which raised a destiny’s child to become an exceptional actress and a poet who lived by her heart and departed in its shine.

( Her poems here are freely paraphrased, and are not literal translations. )

The moon’s solitary

The sky rests in itself

This heart’s lonely, I find

Every time and place we met.

Hope’s dead

The stars have set

Just the reek shimmers

Within … of itself.

Is this life, we call

Breathibg mere

Being alive just

Through this all —

The body lonely…

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