Thehra sa hu,
Gati bhi hu,
Sapne liye unchi uddan sa hu.
Sadharan sa hu,
Asadharan bhi hu,
Apne hi wyatitva ki dharna sa hu.
Jaanta sa hu,
Aur anjaana bhi hu,
Diya tale gehen andhkar sa hu.
Atit sa hu,
Kal bhi hu,
Poora aaj aur abhi sa hu.
Thehra sa hu,
Gati bhi hu,
Sapne liye unchi uddan sa hu.
Sadharan sa hu,
Asadharan bhi hu,
Apne hi wyatitva ki dharna sa hu.
Jaanta sa hu,
Aur anjaana bhi hu,
Diya tale gehen andhkar sa hu.
Atit sa hu,
Kal bhi hu,
Poora aaj aur abhi sa hu.
Just like a droplet in the ocean,
Purity of the soul,
Wisdom in your silence,
And mystery as in the whole.
Beyond the words,
Within our roles,
Confined in cages,
We together with no self-control.
Tiny Dewdrops from the rain,
Reflecting everything within the range,
Being affectionate and
adorable doesn’t go in vain,
Staying in it with no further complaints.
It’s definitely in the air but somewhat mythical,
In the drops of the rain or the glorious musical,
Is it actually real or something purely digital?
Invisible it appears but it is undeniably magical,
Hard to pinpoint as if an electron in its orbital,
Deciphering depth of life in the form purely radical,
Trying to converge two planes that are interestingly infinitely parallel.