When I was young,
I was surrounded by friends,
And smiling relatives were plenty,
But much older, now I walk alone.
On this journey, many come and go,
Some stay, some disappear,
Some walk with you, winter, spring and summer,
But much older, now I walk alone.
I shared my laughter with many,
But my pain with none,
There was always a crowd around me,
But much older, now I walk alone.
I now prefer solitude, crowds I shun,
Calm is my mind, empty of passion,
I am waiting to cross the bar,
Waiting to go among the stars.
This earth is just a resting place,
And all of us have to share space,
We come alone and go alone,
Finally we are left with none.
Vasudha Pansare