A bilingual poem written a while ago.
Guru and I
The other day on the train
I shared my coupe with a man unnamed
He was a Guru of Vedas and Gyan
I was the Guru of Gross and Vigyan
He sat there chanting his mantras, meditating
I lay reading Eleven minutes, fantasizing.
He radiated peace and I was serenity’s disgrace.
'Mann bhatakta hai?', 'my mind wanders'
I posed to him seeking repose
'Bhatakney do. Saath mein tum mat bhatko'
'Let it wander. Just don’t you wander with it. '
His words a jewel to my heart it became
He continues his path; I mine
Translation for those who dont Hindi :) Gyan is wisdom or knowledge, Vigyan is science