With the red flags, banners, festoons and hoardings.
Unaware of all that activity.You cleanse me, my Lord,Absolve my sins.
Those who sellAnd take too,The wine men,The liquor men,The daru menAll related withSpirits, stimulants,Daru piyoAur daru plwao,Nasha masters,They gatheringTo celebrate itFor once and all,Daru pikar finish kar do,Having taken daru finish you it all,the dream,The dream of reckoningFor the new year,New year to come,Daru piyoAur nach karo,Take you daruAnd dance,Daru pikarDeshi yaa videshi.
What my name,What my identity?Where my home,Can you?
The wooden hand-loom wheel for yarnTomake khadi clothes?Where you, Bapu,The votary of satya, ahimsa and shantih,Truth, non-violence and peace,Where you, the Father of Nation,Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi?As you believed in karma which was your dharma,In viswa-manavavad, world humanism,Service to man was service to God as your philosophyAnd so served you man and society!Gandhi at the wheels…
Say you,A lover as a poetOr a loner as a poet?
If he wants to go it aloneAs the path of life not for going together with,Man is always alone on the path of lifeAnd I know it well I shall go it alone,They will not be with me.