What-what did I want to write on the blank paper of life,
I tried to turn sorrows into happiness,
I wanted to change the picture of every happiness,
I wanted to write about the broken fate.
I had turned the two pages of life,
There were some flaws, some mistakes in it,
What should I write by adding and changing,
I had to write something new,
I am a traveller, and I wanted to turn every game around.
I am not a brave warrior, I am not a Karmaveer either,
War is not my profession, I have never picked up a weapon,
If there is a war of life like this, only I am the brave one in this war.
Where is my place,
I kept walking alone,
I do not have anyone of my own far and wide,
Who is mine and who is a stranger,
Who knows the purpose of living,
I am a traveller, and I kept fighting and had no place.
Some poets have rightly said this line,
And I am the traveller, I kept running,
Wake up traveller, it is dawn, where will the one who sleeps go home,
Whoever is near, loses, whoever is awake gains,
I have seen the lines on the palm being erased,
And a new line is created,
I the traveller, have come fighting every difficulty,
I have sworn to win, I have written my destiny.
No matter what happens, we have to win at any cost,
Time has knocked on the door of my life,
I have to write something new,
I have sworn to win, I will not go back defeated.
I have seen the lines on the palm,
Anything can happen in a few moments,
I have seen every line being broken.
I have not been in the cycle of fate,
I have fought to repair my broken fate,
I have sworn to win, I have seen fate closely.
I kept searching for gems,
I had staked my life,
I was yearning for victory,
I had staked smilingly.
I considered life to be trivial,
I wanted to derive some meaning from life,
I am a traveller, I was broken every moment,
Breaking and joining is the way of life,
I had not lost courage.
I am a gambler, and I wanted to turn every game of life around.
Who is mine, who is my friend, everyone is left behind in life,
I kept walking alone, I was robbed of everything of mine.
I had sworn to be truthful,
I got tired of wandering,
Jagdish(God) was watching.
Life had to be a penance,
There is no place for lies in life,
Jagdish(God) was met with me.
I had not compromised on my principles,
I had taken a firm stand on truth,
I had not befriended lies.
I kept roaming in the world,
Who is whose friend here,
I kept searching for the truth,
I had gambled on my knowledge.
I had sworn to win,
I wanted to be a living example,
I wanted to write so many things on the blank paper of life.
By fighting I learned the art of living here,
Fighting nature has taught us many things here,
I have learnt the art of living here.
I have found the purpose of living here,
I had made a terrible promise,
I had shot like Arjuna,
I wanted to break the chains of ego.
I kept fighting every difficulty and situation here,
By fighting I became a fighter here,
I wrote a new destiny here in the struggle of life.
By tearing the blank paper of life,
What-what did I want to write?