On This Train Of Life
A Ray Of The Sun Slips Through My Fingers,

I Can Feel The Heat Of It,
I Can Odorize Its Perfume

But I Cannot Make It My Own,
For It Doesn’t Belong To Me

It Is Here Of Passage Like Me…, On This Train
Where Past – Present – Future Mix Themselves.

A Past That Stings My Heart With Memories
Of So Many Pierced Through…

A Present That I Feel Not Lived…
Yet This Ray Of Sun Affirms That

The Future Will Cancel What Has Been,
There Will Be Hope Reviving And

From A Bramble A Rose Will Be Born .
Ray Of Sun…for An Instant Sit Nearby Me

In This Wagon That Goes…
Embrace Me And Whispers To My Silences

Where Loneliness Rules For So Long…
Embrace Me Up To When
Dreams Won’t Frighten Me Anymore…

• I Write To The World
• Meri Ankhon Main Abhi Tak
• My Words Perhaps Go There
• You Have Gone Away
• Unche Samaaj Main Baithne Waali