Many centuries ago, it was a tradition for men to go for a turkish bath from time to time. This was where men would gather in a relaxed ambience to exchange small talk. This area was called Hamam.
Then, one young man who was returning from the Hamam, passed by the garden of the city imam (Muslim Pastor), saw the daughter of the imam. Struck by her beauty, he wrote a poem which later made him a famous poet.
Here is my humble translation of the poem, hope you like it.
At dusk, while returning from the warmth of the Hamam,
I passed by the garden of the old city Imam.
There in the garden, Under the shade of the jasmine tree,
A pitcher in her hand stood beautiful Emina.
What Beauty! I could swear by Imam!
That even the sultan would not be embarrass to have her as his wife.
The way she moved with the gentle sway of her shoulders,
Not even the Hodja’s (Muslim Holy man) amulet could save me.
I salaamed her agreeably despite by my faith. (For the young man was a Christian but he greeted in her faith, which is Muslim.)
She didn’t want to hear me, the beautiful Emina.
Instead, down the garden She went,
With her silver pitcher to scoop out water for the blossoms.
Breeze blew down the tree onto her lovely shoulders,
Unravelling her braided plait;
Causing the hyacinth scent from her washed hair to waft gently by
And struck me suddenly with a sense of dizziness and giddiness.
I swear to God I almost fell,
But still Emina went about impervious.
Only to look at me with askance. (For it was not done for young man to behave so forward with young ladies,)
Uncaring that I could expire from my tumultuous feelings for her.
This young man who later on became a famous poet because of this poem was called Aleksa Šantić
So if you passed by the streets of Mostar. You can see the statue of him and the statue of Emina too.
Because of the diversity of religions in Bosnia & Herzegovina, it is not unknown for young people to fall in love with one who is from different religion. However, in those times, it was sadly not encouraged to marry outside faith.
Beuatiful poem 🙂
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Thanks! 😊 wishing you happy Spring!
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What a wonderful story. I think one thing has never changed. The language of the heart is understood by all who wish to hear it.
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Hear! Hear! 😃😄😊
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Lovely story. Pity she wasn’t a bit more open to his admiration, although I’m sure her father would have given her a hard time
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You know, I think you could be right! About her father. 😉
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Another beautiful story and lovely poem thanks for sharing! Hope you’ve had a great weekend 🙂
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Dear Rosemary, many thanks for passing by and your kind comments.
Ps – love the spectacular, idyllic pic on your post! http://lechicenrose.com/2015/03/19/lunching-in-ascona/
Wishing you a great week! 😃
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Thank you so much for visiting my page too! I am setting off on travels for the next month tomorrow. I’ll try and do some short posts whilst I’m on the road and write my trip up properly once I’m back in Perth
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Oops pressed the send button too soon. Hope you’ve had a good week and wishing you a lovely weekend 😃
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Beautiful translation, you bring out the story along with the imagery so well.
I love this line –
‘ down the garden She went,
With her silver pitcher to scoop out water for the blossoms.’
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Many, many thanks, Litadoolan! 😊 for noticing … I feel blessed to have known you and others who are supportive and love writing like I do. I wish you the best again to make it into the International Playwriting Festival again as the previous play you did on Marie Antoinette …
Found your play on “Ben, The” intriguing….😃
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Blimey. Thanks for finding Ben! And double thanks for finding it intriguing. We had fun doing it. It’s based on Ben Nevis and it’s hard to create a mountain top in a studio theatre but we tried! I love your work and agree that blogging helps our creativity grow. What a great space!
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Sadly, even in these times, such situations exist regarding both ethnic and religious differences. Thanx for sharing the story and photo.
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Yes, unfortunately… Many thanks for passing by and glad you enjoyed it.
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Thank you wunderschön der Test so wie Bild.Wünsche einen glücklichen Tag lieber Gruß Gislinde
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Beautiful poem and photo! Yes, love is independent of religion… I hope nowadays it is not a big problem to fall in love with someone of different religion in Bosnia & Herzegovina.
Have a nice weekend!
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What a lovely poem, and I also really like the image of young woman carrying a silver pitcher… To collect water for blossoms. How special. Very enjoyable and a welcome interlude from reading disturbing news items. Thanks! And happy anniversary!
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Thanks for passing by! Have enjoyed passing by your site, too! 😄😃
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thanks so much! I have also. Blogging is so much more fun than I imagined, not just the writing part but especially the new contacts you make. Wonderful.
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😃😄 Agree!
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