When I reached the place,
I saw many eminent men
Had already assembled there,
They were trying to take decision
About a simple matter,
I stayed there for a long time,
Still they remained indecisive,
Finally when I was ready to leave the place,
I heard a white bird crying
In extreme pain and agony from the gloomy sky.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
indecisiveness ithe true thief of precious time of life