A photo feature by Prashanth Vishwanathan
I am just back from a visit to Hyderabad, the capital of the south Indian state of Andhra Pradesh. I wanted to write something poetic myself, so smitten was I by the city’s mystic charms at night. But then I came upon this poetic verse by Sarojini Naidu – more apt to put that here. So here goes:
NIGHTFALL IN THE CITY OF HYDERABAD
by: Sarojini Naidu (1879-1949)
“See how the speckled sky burns like a pigeon’s throat,
Jewelled with embers of opal and peridote.
See the white river that flashes and scintillates,
Curved like a tusk from the mouth of the city-gates.
Hark, from the minaret, how the muezzin’s call
Floats like a battle-flag over the city wall.
From trellised balconies, languid and luminous
Faces gleam, veiled in a splendour voluminous.
Leisurely elephants wind through the winding lanes,
Swinging their silver bells hung from their silver chains.
Round the high Char Minar sounds of gay cavalcades
Blend with the music of cymbals and serenades.
Over the city bridge Night comes majestical,
Borne like a queen to a sumptuous festival.”
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