WHY BLAME THE BARTENDER ? A poem on misuse of human free will : बदनाम क्यों साक़ी है ?
How are they to love us whose hearts know us not,
Why and how are they to confess love to a stranger ?
Why blame the lovers, love itself is fake in this world,
So naive to come with open hearts where all cheat each other !
They, unknown even to themselves, can never know us,
How silly of us, indeed, to hope they would love us !
So I ventured to transit from love and poesy to the world of Spirit
To escape a make-believe world, for the lone land to seek and visit !
The turmoil of the breath was actually the tumult of desires,
Now that the breath is fatigued, only one desire survives -
To meet,ask the Maker why being True, He made a world so false -
In a place of countless doubts, this one question in me thrives !
But a silent whisper floats in me, as quietly from within He replies, 'Why ask Me, son, you spoiled the game, ask who falsehood drives ?
'I prepared for you a drink nectarine, with My love true and tender,
You all insisted, fought for poison, why now blame Me, the Bartender' ?
- Hans Dholakia
FOR THOSE WHO KNOW HINDI :
बदनाम क्यों साक़ी है ?
जो दिल से नहीं जानते हमें, वे मोहब्बत कैसे करेंगे ?
एक अज़नबी से इज़हार-ए -इश्क़ वे क्यों और कैसे करेंगे ?
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