How many sun and how many moon are
there that I cannot say my dear,
ask me not about all those questions,
they are not under my jurisdiction.
I can say how I am revolving me
within my circle with my hands and feet
and busy in filling my belly and telling you
good morning without any return or expectation.
I cannot say why the smoke is coming out
from that steel plant of my town and how
the flower is blooming in this rainy days
and my grand daughter is crying to go to school.
I know, you are not able to say anything
in these days and yet I am welcoming you to say.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
we cannot do anything, we cannot change anything, we cannot answer any question, we are just to see and watch only.