Prashant Gatkal
also, prashant has started his translation, a rough one, for the time being, others, please go ahead and do the same! h
well here is what i can translate literally for the time being, proper translation will take some time and thinking atleast for me. p
here is what i have writtten in marathi:
Dadasaheb pahlke : A Story of Childhood
Phalke: ( in sanskrit) all stones on which was written the name of lord RAMA surprisingly started floating on the sea water. ( enacting his kathawachak father and may be even school teachers ) " comeon eachone of you write lord RAMA's name on stones given to you and throw them in this KUSHAVARTA".
Friend1: hey Dhondy why would our stones float on water? Phalke: Why not?, if you write with faith even your stones would float; comeon throw your stones. friend 2: hey my stone is floating!! friend 3: hey even mine. friend1 : well even mine, but how come our stones are floating?, where did you get them from? Phalke: by the way these are not stones but coals ( Dagdi Kolsa ) friend1: oh, thats why they were somewhat lighter. friend2: i thought it was really some divine power!! haha! Phalke: ok now, all of you line up and tell me what role are you playing;
friend2: Angad. friend 3: Jamvant friend4:Sugriv. friend5:Laxman. friend1: Halumal.
HaHaHaH
phalke: whats this you cant even pronounce a simple word how would you delivery sentences. come on somebody else can become Hanuman.
Friend1: this is not fair Dhondy, i will never play with you ever again. (crying and angry he runs off.) friend5: dhondy why do you play RAMA all the time. today i ll be RAMA or else even i wont play. Phalke: well for that you have to learn the whole of ramayana by heart, if you agree to this i have no issue. friend5: sorry no conditions please! friend2: hey Rakhma, leave that lamb and come here you are suppose to play Sita. Rakhma: Mind you, its not a simple lamb its the 'Golden Dear'. Dhondy would you take my lamb in our play (HaHaHaH) friend3: lamb ! in Ramayana! what a joke? friend4: can your lamb speak? Rakhma: dont make fool of my lamb, why should my lamb speak, we will make the lamb run like the Golden Dear, and any body can shout" Laxmana save me" whats the big deal? Phalke: hello, is anybody going to listen to me, enough of your suggestions.?
meanwhile friend1 comes back running and shouting- dhondy, dhondy!
friend1:Nobody is going to listen to you anymore, britishers have come to arrest your father!
( everybody gets tensed and surprised on the news) friend2: My god britishers? they are very cruel? friend3: their soldiers beat very hard! friend4: they have big leather whips! Phalke: shut up, your are all fooling me, why would britishers arrest my Father? its all lies.
phalke runs towards his home.
to be contd....
