The Emergent | Aavirbhootha | Contrapoint to Adiga's 'Bhootha'

-:Emergent:-

--The  Aavirbhootha--

A contemporary contrapoint to GopalaKrishna Adiga's
'Bhootha' --'The Buried'


:see also:
1) A heavily modified version of AK Ramanujan's Translation of 'Bhootha'
2) 'Avirbhootha' -- as it emerged in Kannada

1.
The quantum encrypts of the tense future hum:
down the winding passages to the said light at the end
of the just unveiled tunnel,
lurch forth, rear up, on all tens;
tipping to the churn-shaft's purring and pushing hymns,
gush out, shattering the glassy ceilings of the silicon vale.
*
The discordant earpiece discarded by the corridors
the cordless mouse blinks;
Aye, struggling with eyes stuck in the bright LED screens,
get sucked into a thick creamy froth:
the hymen breaking of the moaning lady-AI,
emerging from the full-moon cheek-moats.


2.
Current Affairs brim with the futuristic's antics:
seven folds beneath the water,
seveneighteen stories above of the luxury cruise;
the once-in-a-while mineral-mixture spitting
public attention garbed hot water spring.
*
Lock down the gadgets, if you even will —
in the loud skeleton halls,
cool-gesturing masses of raised arms to the hip-hop beats;
in the dust-settlements of the upper strata,
heaping expansive nexuses of fungal myceliums;
at the dark web's hideous interfaces,
dope-picking twinkling pointers, — haven't these long
obtained the tranquil, velvety-soft sofa feathers of the inner spheres.


3.
No water, no shelter for our sons and granddaughters;
shuttling tight through the dust storms and thick smogs,
no grounds either to weather or to wither.
I know the directions for conserving and sustaining,
yet seldom do I see such a trajectory unfolding;
thus vacuously I merely play at steering the wheel in circles.
Gosh! Trusting the high tech, shallow turned our fake.
Least now must we limit the reckless digging for fossils that deep.* 

4.
As we trample rather the rich, humus-like soil,
let us sprinkle those humble seed balls,
let here emerge a green cover, true to its roots.
Of borrowing, internalizing, yet returning without spoiling,
let our acts show such an yearning;
casting our minds in the images of the all-mother nature.


5.
Moist livening the throat, swallowed it fire;
all across the lands, climates play street;
salts of silver lining the pale cloud seedlings;
less than ten minutes for the e-market deliveries; 
anchors thundering, influencers trumpeting --
emergent is the post-truth present.
LLMs train over the plowed data fields;
blockchains from crypto mines to non-fungible clickbait thingies;
golden sand bases of the virtual reality domes.


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Original copy: https://ruthumana.com/2018/03/22/2-translations-a-k-ramanujan
Kannada copy: https://neer-nirartha.blogspot.com/2025/03/emUrgent.html

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*or, as it occurred recently:
Gosh! Entrusting the high speak models, lower went our interests.
Least now must we restrict imitating learned machines.
 



The ending at the beginning was something like this:

5.
The moist that livens the throat, up it dries;
across the spacetime, no trajectory it leaves.
The iodide of silver lining the pale cloud seedlings;
less than ten minutes for the e-market deliveries; 

thundering anchors, en-lightning influencers --
emergent is the presentation of the post-truth tense-future.
LLMs train over the under-legislated plowed data fields;
blockchains from crypto mines to non-fungible clickbait thingies;
submerged cables to connect the virtual realities.