This is a translation of Gulzar’s poetry with minor modifications:
I didn’t see time come
I didn’t see time go
I didn’t see time passing by
I didn’t see any divine face discard it
But I saw time
collect in one place;
May be it tiptoed from dreams
But when it came
Even the thoughts didn’t notice.
I saw the colour in the eyes
Deepen like the sunset
I kissed it
But I didn’t recognize it.
I think I heard it in lisping words;
I saw my baby
Wrapped in silken threads
I had no idea
It was time wrapped there.
I searched for it
In the growing fingernails,
In toys,
In books,
I had no idea it was time written there.
I didn’t see time come
I didn’t see time go
I didn’t even see it passing by
But I saw time collect in one place
Today Manya has turned Four.
Munish.
