Sea Fever in Urdu/Hindi
About the poet
John Edward Masefield (1878-1967) was an English poet, writer, and Poet Laureate of the United Kingdom from 1930 till his death. He is also remembered as the author of the childrens’ novels The Midnight Folk and The Box of Delights.
John Edward Masefield (1878-1967) ek English shayar, writer, aur United Kingdom ka Poet Laureate tha 1930 se uski maut tak. Usay bachon ke novels The Midnight Folk aur The Box of Delights ke musannif ke tor par bhi yaad kiya jata hai.
About the text
The poem speaks of the excitement the poet feels at the anticipation of a sea- voyage. The passionate description of the seascape reveals the eternal desire of man to seek the splendour of nature.
Ye nazm/kavita samundari safar ki umeed par shayar ki bechaini ko bayan karti hai. Samundar ke manzar ki josh bhari tasveer insaan ki prakrti/qudrat ki khoobsurti dekhne ki hamesha ki khwahish ko zahir karti hai.
The text
Stanza 1
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
Mujhe phir se samundar ke paas jana hoga, tanha samundar aur aasman ki taraf,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;
Aur sab kuch jo main maangta hoon wo ek lambi kashti hai aur ek sitara jo ise rasta dekhaye;
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
Aur pahiya ka jhatka aur hawa ka geet aur safed badban/paal ka hilna,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.
Aur samundar ke chehre par ek grey dhund, aur subah ke grey ujale ka phatna.
Stanza 2
I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Mujhe phir se samundar ke paas jana hoga, kyunki behte huye lehar ki pukar
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
Ek jungli pukar hai aur ek wazeh pukar hai jo mana nahi ki ja sakti;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
Aur sab kuch jo main maangta hoon wo ek hawadar din hai jisme safed badal ur rahay hain,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
Aur uchhli hui chhidk aur udti hui jhaag, aur samundari gull ka cheekhna.
Stanza 3
I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
Mujhe phir se samundar ke paas jana hoga, aawara gypsy zindagi ki taraf,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
Jahan hawayein ek tez chaku ki tarah hoti hain;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
Aur sab kuch jo main maangta hoon wo ek hansne wale saathi se ek khushi bhari kahani hai,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.
Aur itne lambe kaam ke baad aaram se sona aur ek meetha khwab.
