I Have My Umbrella Up When I Leave The Home, A Ghazal Of Wali Aasi In Translation Poem by Ravi Kopra

I have my umbrella up when I leave the home
How careful am I when I leave the home

Never was I so smart as I am now
Why am I so careful with each step I take now

I get sorrowful in the afternoons
When the sun says it is getting down

It is not that I am like ice
Still I feel I am melting now

There is no need to look into the mirror
I am changing it is so clear now

No body will believe it today
I am being roasted in smoldering fires now

If you ask me the truth, I don't know it really
Seasons have changed, so I am changing now