Who are you, O Gajanan?
What are you doing now-a-days?
How you are living
With all falsehood around you?
Are you so qualified
To describe things
Right and wrong?
Do you know
What is up and
What is down?
Have you legs?
And if yes,
Where are you going
With your legs?
O Gajanan, do you know
Legs are not necessary
To go one place to another!
Words are not necessary
To communicate thoughts
That are within you!
Thanks, you have admitted
That you have came
Empty handed and
You are to leave empty.
Who are you Gajanan?
Tell me the formula
To calculate the time
And the age here!
Where is your home, Gajanan?
Have you seen yourself
In this broad day light?
From one direction to
Another, you are moving-
Do you know the purpose?
O Gajanan, You have seen
The flowers and the moon
But you know not the relation
And their utility so far.
You know the earth and
The birds but you know not
How the sky is there
And what is the bond within!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
one should know the truth and the way of right living.