My friend Harsh V. Pittie, passed away suddenly on Monday, January 16, 2012.
Harsh was born January 3, 1944, educated during long walks with his father, later at George School, Swarthmore, and Princeton, where he received his Ph.D in mathematics. He held a professorship at the University of Georgia, which he later renounced in order to care for his father in Mumbai during the last years of his life. After his father’s death, he moved to New York City. He loved to go to the ballet, to work crossword puzzles, and of course, to do mathematics. Harsh is survived by his sister, Nirja Kamani, and her two daughters, Anandita and Janhavi, all of Mumbai, India.
Harsh’s friends remember him for his humor, quick wit and brilliant intelligence. We regret his passing.
Mumbai, December 10, 2007
ISO 200, 65 mm, f 9.0, 1/200 sec
Canon EOS 40D
In 1990 I spent six weeks at the Tata Institute for Fundamental Research in Mumbai. While there, a friend loaned me a copy of URDU POETRY, in volume IV of Indian Poetry Today. I have not been able to find this book in the US, so any leads would be greatly appreciated.
I did copy six of the poems. One is listed below, and all six are in the PDF file.. I hope the authors will not mind, and that this post will help others to find and enjoy their beautiful poetry.
Neither a heart-beat
nor the sound of a step
no wave no
not even the warmth
of breath or
let at least some leaf
in this utter silence
some melted pearl
a tear or
there is nothing
how desolate this path is
at least some face should shine
or else let lightning strike.
— Makhdoom Muhiuddin
— Translated by Gopi Chand Narang and David Paul Douglas
Six Urdu Poems (PDF)