तुझे सूरज कहूँ या चंदा

O child, are you of the sun, the moon, the lamp, or the star? In all ways you represent light. In you, my name will shine, my darling child.

Before you were born, my house was empty and my life seemed unfulfilled. Life was itself lacking and I was thirsty for some unknown sweetness. Then, you came along and all my strange feelings vanished. You brought cheer and joy to me.

For years I was fervently awaiting someone to play in my home and my courtyard. I was ready to relinquish all my joys for the beautiful presence of an innocent child. Now, having you with me, I seem to have the world in my hands when I rock you, I feel as though I am rocking the entire world.

My child, today, as a baby, I hold your finger and teach you to walk. I know that in my old age, when I will be unable to walk, you will be my walking stick, giving me assistance to walk. You are the support for my old age.

I am confident, my child, that after my death, through you my name will live on. Anyone seeing you will say, “There is ‘my’ loving child”. I shall continue to live in your body.