Hare Rama
It should not happen that in this valley of life, I get lost once and for all, and never meet thereafter.
In the lake of my mind miss the shimmering mirror to see around.
Shadow of my sadness in the waters may not help to locate me, but truth of mind miss you so much,
you may call me but I may not come back, It happens in the valleys of life destiny,
Hare Rama