Why do I keep falling in love
With this dream called the world
Unreal I know it is, and sometimes
Oh, quite a lot troublesome
And yet something in it attracts
Makes one hold on to it tight
I seem to care about the well-being
Of a few in my life whom I like
And yet how little I can do
To help them much beyond a point
Since I am unable to help myself
In God’s hands as we all are
Driven hither and thither constantly
Winds of destiny keep blowing willy-nilly
My resolve still is to get away from it all
Forget this world, forget myself
I can do so if that, too, be God’s wish
Ultimately, wisdom it is perhaps to say
“Oho, ab toh, jo bhi ho so ho”.