Ogo bandhu balite paro

Translation

Oh my abiding Friend, can You say...
How do You accommodate an entire day?

Whatever comes, whatever leaves,
It all occurs beneath Your feet...
Writ in Your mind is everything;
How do You recall so very many stories?

All of the happiness and all of the sweetness,
All of the sorrow and all of the discontent...
Bearing so much divine sport, how do you manage it?
There must be something more; tell me Your secret.

Purport

This is how Sarkar himself described the meaning of the song—[4]

We human beings remain preoccupied with worldly activities. Buying, selling, bathing, eating – in these, we keep ourselves engaged. Oh Paramapuruśa, what do You do all day? Please tell me in what kind of activity You keep Yourself busy. Yours is the macrocosm. All the thoughts, all the ideas of the universe are all within Your mind. In that cosmic macrocosm, I fail to understand what You do and how You can manage with so many thoughts and so many feelings, with all the joys and sweetness, with all the sorrows and miseries of all the creatures. If I were in Your situation I would become mad. What do You do with all Your ideas and expressions? And not only that, there have been certain polarizations regarding Your thoughts and expressions, ideas and activities. Some people are Your ardent supporters, some are against You; some dearly love You, and some are vehemently opposed to You. With all Your supporters and opponents, how do You continue playing Your liila? It is something wonderfully strange. As much as I have understood, I still have become confused. Now the question arises – I want to know from You very secretly – besides all these, have You got any other personal secret with You? Please tell me. I want to say something to You. Be with me and hear me. When due to sorrow I am unable to say anything, hear me also then. While on the journey of my life, when I feel tired, at that time also be with me, inspire me and remove my afflictions.