Isn't It True My Lord!
How you love me?
o Lord,
why you love me?
I am that naughty child,
I am that foolish one,
I am that playful, With dirt of ground,
On body and cloth! I am not lazy, but always crazy
always busy on this stage and
ground,
Where I play my role
and where I play my game,
sleep where I am, Whenever I feel tired,
Never bother where I am! When I fall and get pain,
now and then, I come running to
you,
Just like a kid, busy in play run to
its mother when it fall! How do you love me
O, Lord why you love me?
You love me because I am your
child,
I love you because you are my
father, mother, and my all, I am one among all,
But you are unique to me!
If I love brothers and sisters and
all, my love reaches your heart,
and you are happy with me.
Isn't it true my Lord?
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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