Beloved Guruji,
During 2007 when your verses were fixed on the wall,
saw a rising in the space surronding,
the same rising I see now…
but without shackles…
Beloved Guruji,
Let my candle of life burn for you
let me break my shackles
and let that be with so much intensity
that I find myself broken in that effort
and no traces of remains exist…
Beloved Guruji,
No identification for me,
No problem for me,
say good bye to me,
but just give me some ash of your smoked cigarette
so that I can smear it in my head as vibhuti..