Bhavaveg  (Hindi, Paperback, Kundan Kumar)

Taking this flood of emotion, With the tide of day-to-day conscience. I am ignorant like a wandering ignorant With the expectation of the gardener of the stones. It is my attempt to weave these strong, burning, wordless garlands with a string of garlands, weaving our strong desires to move from the dark alleys to the light of words. The person of speech has a lot of free speech, sometimes he wants to fly, sometimes he dances, sometimes he trembles with baseless fear, and sometimes he starts to blossom with baseless things. On hearing the pain of a woman, she herself roars herself - weeps, and then wants to tell him that, dear! Why are you becoming obsolete? Why don't you think that this deviation will make your way? Will lead you to the goal you have been imagining for years. Leave these stupid things - jealousy - anguish. Life is for moving towards the ultimate abode, not for melting away with worries, not for losing these false concepts as a basis. Look, Rashmi is spread across the land. Have faith in yourself and get involved with readiness to look for new paths to life. What if you are hurt, you are not seeing any path, you try! The path itself will inspire you to come forward and achieve the goal!