||Yes, my Gandhi has left for the blue
And here I sit alone and naked once again.
Once again, I end up where I started.
Once again, I evolved and I ended
Yes, My Gandhi has left for the blue
I wonder and I weep, I stare and I cry
I cry loud to the supreme above
I ended up again where I started
I cannot see the words in my books
I cannot form meanings of those words
I cannot think anymore
I feel small again, lost again and I sit here
naked and alone , ripped off my logic
and ripped off my humankind
How did I end up here I think twice?
Did I not touch that bright moon?
Did I not dig up the bottom of the sea?
Did I not fight for my own God?
Did I ?
Then How did I end up here again?
Yes, my Gandhi has left for the blue.
I cannot make shapes of what i hold
Is that my heart or is that my mind?
I cannot hear the cuckoo sing
I cannot feel the cool breeze
I cannot ..no I cannot anymore
My Gandhi has left for the blue
I cannot remember what my Gandhi taught me?
Is this the beginning again or the end I see?
All I know is that my Gandhi left for the blue.
I am at-last left an ape again
after all the struggle
after all the suffering
I am left an ape again
Because my Gandhi has left for blue.