PS 4900
NIIRAVA CARAN'E VARAN'E VARAN'E AJA'NA' PATHIK A'J
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Roman script
NIIRAVA CARAŃE VARAŃE VARAŃE AJÁNÁ PATHIK ÁJ MOR GHARE ELO, ELO
CINITE PÁRINI JÁNITE PÁRINI BUJHINI TABU MOR MAN JINE NILO AJÁNÁ PATHIK ÁJ MOR GHARE ELO, ELO
BHÁVIYÁ CHILÁM THÁKE DÚR DÚRANTARE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ SHATEK YOJAN SHATA ÁLOKAVARŚA PARE D́AKIYE DEY NÁ SÁŔÁ NIIRAVE KÁRYA KARE ÁJ DEKHI SAB KICHU VIPARIITA HOLO AJÁNÁ PATHIK ÁJ MOR GHARE ELO, ELO
SHRÁVAŃA NISHIITHE GHOR GHANÁNDHAKÁRE ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ SAORA KAROJJVALA AMIYA PRAHARE SABETEI ÁCHE SE JE DEKHINI TÁHÁRE ÁJ MANNERI ABJA PRIITITE PHUT́ILO AJÁNÁ PATHIK ÁJ MOR GHARE ELO, ELO
NIIRAVA CARAŃE VARAŃE VARAŃE AJÁNÁ PATHIK ÁJ MOR GHARE ELO, ELO
Translation
With silent footsteps, the Unknown Traveler came to my home today. I could not know or recognise Him, yet I understood that He won over my mind. I was of the opinion that He stays far, at distance, beyond hundreds of kilometers and light years away. I believed that He does not respond to calls and functions silently. Today I saw that everything is opposite. In the rainy nights during deep dense darkness, or during brilliant sunlight, or early dawn, in all He is present, that could not see. Today He made my mental lotus bloom with love.
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