All air so fair,

No need toGo anywhere.Here onlyWe live withNo end.Viewfinder is thereIn me andI am beingDiscovered by it.No finalization ofAny kind withNo, finagle.

This is a translation of the poemWhat Shall We DobyGajanan Mishra

Nothing to disagree.But see, it isLone wolf attackIn the most guarded zone.But still, we are not able toSpeak in one voice,And why we are not beingUnited in this big fight.

With the worksRelated to our language,Our identity,Our development,On this land.We are in truth,And we knowWe are not wastingOur time andEnergy, rather,We are risingTo the platform ofEternity.Certainly, weBelong to all,And our primary dutyIs to do good to all.But we areThe bona fide agentOf our motherAnd our motherland.

Faith is necessaryTo get bliss,But where is it?

And know life,Know the truth.Remember, you areMy vibration,Remember, you areFor all glorification.Know the valueOf the existence.Know eternityAt the time of clearance.Hear me,Hear time.