My mind got wings
A deep aspiration arose in my mind
Running and running
I arrived at so many places
Though in front of me was
Sea full of sand
Still in dunes
Creating an illusion
Sea full of sand
Still in dunes
Creating an illusion
Aspiration is my ever lasting treasure
I am wandering in this deserted place
O! My creator, I am willing to die
But don’t kill me unquenched.
I am wandering in this deserted place
O! My creator, I am willing to die
But don’t kill me unquenched.
MY FAVOURITE POEM FROM PAACHE KUN AASEE, ORIGINALLY COMPOSED IN RAJASTHANI BY Dr NEERAJ DAIYA AND TRANSLATED BY ME INTO ENGLISH, WITH HIS CONSENT
RAJNI CHHABRA
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