From whichever direction adversities may come
All the deprivations have absorbed within me
If lady luck knocks at at my door please tell her
I have a call from from desert for an appointment
I am reluctant to narrate my life story because
Your name my also come in the narration unfortunately
What a time has come all call themselves either Hindu or Muslim
I am finding it difficult to trace any human beings among them
If I am destined to sink then I will take you along with me
Man desires are unlimited even after death; indeed surprising
He needs two meter coffin besides two yard land after death
After ages we met it was a matter of happiness indeed
But tears welled into my eyes in happiness after meeting her
My childhood visited me when someone came from village
This love, affection and attachment with village is marvelous.
Mamutty chola
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