Mali .

Sometimes I do wonder is that my poems are not capable to promote your work then I presume my poems are unable to fetch you near to me in any way but your work has brought you in Delhi at least. I seriously dont know where you are at the present nor I can hope to pick my etios and come to you  I have a work at my village and some work at sirsa and I have four holidays just in my hand but the biggest problem is where to go. I know I can take an hotel like you but then I am not like you , you see. Well previously I was having a person known by his nick name mali and used to go to village and put a stay in the room where he was in my own land but this mali was thrown away by the sick coterie of what not. I was thinking had you been with me ; the sickness around me might have vanished. 

I traverse my moments
without a gust 
slowly at my hearts
may be 
things are not that
I happen to be with

moments come
vanish with the winds

I am left
finding a meaning 
for 
may be 
for you as well