English
Let me fly a thousand miles in my dreams, As only in dreams, I feel truly free. Let me wash my sins in rivers of pure streams, Where fear of drowning claims no hold on me. Let me not be judgmental, Of the quiet virtues of those with tender hearts,
English
In the joyous and blissful state of mind, Where soul has not lost its luster, The unbecoming of self Is but a truthful obedience- The righteous path of inner being Is laid down, for the mind to conquer. Yet conquest here is not of stillness , But filled with rigours of
Hindi
एक गुल अब्बासी गुल । किसी रंगसाज की कृति? एक पद-चिन्ह के भीतर । किसी पदकमल की छाप? भू में सिमटी एक रचना। किसी गुलदान की नक़्क़ाशी? एक निराश्रित
English
In the busy bazaar of cryptic thoughts, A lineage of the keeper's silent dream, Lies a spectrum of forgone rules. Where chaos leans inwards, And the world begins to fade. Doubts of self! Proclaimed upon my soul. And the fear creeps to devour me whole. What dream should