I prostrate before you Oh my Lord! The Ultimate!
Kindly remove all our illusions and frustrations
You are the creator and You are the protector
Obstacles and opportunities all happen at your will
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In hundreds and thousands
Thronged there visitors and pilgrims
Little they thought their life is doomed
Uttarakhand the paradise on earth
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Far from the lights
Far from the village
A lonely shed
In the middle of the fields
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The gentle kiss of a cool breeze
On a hot summer humid day
The soft sound of a sweet melody
Soothing the tired body and troubled mind
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An act of ill deed is a pain for ever
makes hardly any amends if repented later
never to allow anger to take over the senses
for its impact remain beyond any repairs
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water is the lifeline for
everything that has life
ceases the life when
water becomes extinct
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For hundred days every year up above in the home of Sun
Occurs a strange fight between the Sun and his sweet heart
Fierce is the sun for outside world fears his wife inside the house
Soured relations soar to the sky heralding Summer with fiery will
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Entangled with attachments
No route for you to escape
Problems all your own creations
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God is all powerful! Believers say in unison
Yet He is a prisoner in human world
A prisoner of devotion! Vouch the devout
But He is kept under lock and key
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I know I am Handsome
Yet mirror projects me ugly
I know I was an eligible bachelor
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