My body and my mind are in depression because You are not with me. How much I love you and want you in my house! When I hear people describe me as your bride I look sideways ashamed, because I know that far inside us we have never met.
Then what is this love of mine? I don’t really care about food, I don’t really care about sleep, I am restless indoors and outdoors. The bride wants her lover as much as a thirsty man wants water.
And how will I find someone who will take a message
to the Guest from me?
How restless Kabir is all the time!
How much he wants to see the Guest!