हसरते... Desires...

"बड़ी हसरत है पूरा एक दिन इक बार मैं अपने लिए रख लूँ
तुम्हारे साथ पूरा एक दिन बस खर्च करने की तमन्ना है !"


I have that strange desire, to keep an entire day hidden from everyone, and keep it to myself ,
and spend it miserly, the way near empty tap does, in painting the moles, on your blue white chest ...



(Sarkhez Roza, Ahmadabad, Gujarat. India).

Sarkhez Roza - The Faith Keeper!

"In the epiphany of a slightest light I could see his bending broom cleaning all the mirth that touched his house, where his God is resting.

I could see his body swaying in an unknown hymn sung of course in His God's praise. I could feel how his faint smile touching the lip of the fallen sun's rays and spreading across the floor like stars in the dark blue sky... 

I could smell the aroma of his words entering into my burning chest and washing the dusts lying hidden and cold. Is He the savior of mine epilepsy? 

I don't know many things. I will not know many more things. I will only remember how his faith was cleansing my arid dry skin and left me in an unhindered kindness towards me!"

He's the Faith Keeper!