I feel sad and uncomfortable,
to write this farewell song.
Not that I am leaving you,
not that I would stop encouraging you
not that I would stop praying for you,
not that I would stop wishing good fortune for you,
the fact is that I will have to stop writing on your glory.
I would not be writing on you,
does not mean, in your absence
my affection for you has dried up
or my trust on you is shaken,
or my respect for you is lessen.
I will stop writing on you,
because I have a great mission,
in my hand and I need to focus on that,
rather than continuing to convince you about that.
For me as a woman
you were never a fun stuff,
never a source of pleasure,
rather you were an inspiration, a teacher,
an encourager, a philosopher. Than you.
My feelings and thoughts for you were never
connected to selfishness or sensuousness,
my appreciations were not intended appease you,
criticisms were not intended to show you low
rather they wish to see a great soul in you,
a divine entity in you, so it won't end.
Now when you left me helpless,
I will have to do it all alone.
I will move on in your absence,
the way Ekalabya learnt
in the absence of Dronacharya.
Stay blessed, keep growing, best of luck.
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