(199) Hiyara majhare niirava prahare
| In the core of my heart at hours[1] when I am silent, Oh, who calls me in the language of songs? He says, "Come, come, sit by my side; Why are you remote at this uncommon time?" Gone are so many bright dawns And so many twilights in my turbulent life. Why didn't You come; why didn't You sit— Why didn't You answer one who besought Your reply? O distant Lord, by what magic Do You now bind me with a cord of flowers? After so long, to me is owed a great debt; I will place this garland around Your neck. |
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We have so many expectations in life, but He always seems to do the unexpected. In the blink of an eye, with a deft word and a grin, He reverses all our feelings and intentions.
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