The makers of Bihar’s destiny,
The cowboys, buffalomen.
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Dronacharya,
Have you,Have you forgottenEklavya,Your Eklavya,Waiting forTo meet,Meet you,Guru Drona,Eklavya,Your Eklavya,Will you,Will you not acceptThe beloved disciple?
The song of poetry,
Changing times,Nuances of the language,The cadence of speech,The rhythm of life,Speech,The vibes of the world.Your songThe song of the guitarAnd you a guitarist,A musician performing,Plucking the wires of the instrumentAnd the music cackling.
The ganjaraja taking the chillum
And smoking,I mean taking the puffs fromAnd the mood changing, colouring,The eyes reddeningAnd he growing light as well as moodyIn the talks of his.
God, give me, give me vani,
Speech, speech,God, give me, give shabda,Shabda, word,Word to mean,Mean and expressTo make it legibleThe akshara, akshara,Letter, letter to write,To indicateThe shabda I meant,MeantTo complete it with,With a vakya, a sentence,A sentence.
Don’t, don’t say it that, I love you, love you,
As I am not your belovedNor you my loveAnd I know it, you will love me, love me of courseAnd will go away someday unsaidDumping me elsewhere,You will be after and after me followingFor a few days, for sometimeTrying to keeping me in good spirits,Keeping a watch on as how to take care ofOf my…
I without knowing the operating of the computer posed like
Drawing the lottery contest outof Kaun banega crorepati,And came he a footpath manEmerging as the winnerAnd the man who was in need of,Got he not.And with him, announced I,A loafer banehga crorepatiAs those who expect fro earnestlyGet not the lotteriesAnd those who do not expect for get the prizesIn an unexpected way.