Always my grand-daughter
Aaeeshanee is
Asking me- Dadu, dadu,
What is life?
I am giving answer-
It is the play of five.
And she cried with joy-
Oh, I see
It is here with us.
She begins her counting
From her father, mother,
Grand-mother, uncle and me.
She further declared
I am at the centre of all, see.
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