BITTER BUT TRUE

When I open my mouth,

I used to tell you a truth,

According to my nature,

Be it sweet, be it a bitter,
With myself I become satisfied.

That with you I am candid,

 I do justice with the glory of love,

And towards the bond of our souls

 I did not shelter,
under hypocrisy or untruth,
To appease or  impress you
or to strengthen our friendship.

I assure to myself

That I am virtuous, truthful,

I keep the trust of god.

But the next moment,

I become sad
Why I say bitter
Why I hurt her
Why I axe my own feet
Why don't I become shrewd a bit.

I drench in tears all night,

Because I hurt my sweetheart.

I decide to be smart,

To be a bit hypocrite.

The next morning,

When I see your face,

When I speak to you,

Lie does not come out of my throat,

Whatsoever I see, I feel I honestly react,

Again, I axe my own feet,

Again, I risk our relationship. 

  

 कहते हैं  कि सच  की सदैव जीत होती  है ,

पर  हम  सच ही  कहे , और  हार भी  गए।