Some sweet dreams are not like camphor.
Some really stay on even after sleep is gone.
One such dream is still very alive with me.
What a fabulous dream I dreamed, my friends!
My adorable Gurudev turned up and asked my wishes.
I was told to make just three wishes in three whispers.
The first one was that I may become a poet of thousands of hearts.
The second one was that I may not run into a very tight situation.
And the final one was that I may love my love the way I love now.
He quite quietly listened to them with his eyes fast shut
and hardly had I finished than he voiced, ' Amen; so be it'.
I believe His words at the heart of my hearts.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem