Namaste

Call yourselfWhatever you have to call.

Failing to sing the songOf love,Full of betrayal, misunderstanding and infidelity.Again wipe I out the tearsAnd smearing with sobs and sighs and their remembrancesKeep I singing the song of life and love,How was I,How have I become?Even if return I back to, where to returnAs they are notWho used to be once,The same house now…

LoveYou,ILY.I love you.

With the anklets soundingStrange and bizarreWith the blood-laced tongueOut of the lipsHeld in shameAs for trampling SivaUnder feetAnd anger lessened.

God, Anand-Ashrama,Anand-Ashrama?God, God, O, where Your Anand-Ashrama,Anand-Ashrama,God, O, God,Your Anand-Ashrama?Where there is nothing,Nothing,But anandam, amrita anandam,God, there, there call you me in,In, God!Anand-Ashrama, Anand-Ashrama,God, Your Anand-AshramaReplete with anandam,Amrita anandam,Ananda!God, Lord-God, Your,Your Anand-Ashram,Anand-AshramResonating with ananda, ananda,Take You, take You me there!God, Anand-Ashram, God, Anand-Ashram,Your Anand-Ashram,Your Anand-Ashram,Anand-Ashram,Where Anand-Ashram?Away from mortal scare and worry,Care and anxiety,Despondence and dejection,Despair…

Without caring for coronaDriving with undaunted courage and boldnessCarrying out their duties,But we know it notJust go on praising ourselves.They too do, not just the leadersSharing the burden of the nation,The load to be dispensed with.