Autobiography of God / ईश्वर की आत्म-कथा

ईश्वर की आत्म-कथा 
Autobiography of God.
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Worn, torn and tired this man,
As if has waked-up just now,
A moment ago, disturbed from,
The deep calm sleep unbroken,
His heavy eye-lids laden still,
With sleep, though not in dream,
In a hang-over of that sleep,
Looks around, about oneself,
For a while, will return again,
To that place, of his own where,
No letters or messages are sent,
Nor letters or messages arrive,
This worn, torn and tired man.
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Why the rumblings let not him sleep,
What he has here to gain or lose?
What does he want, why wake-up him?
He needs not to wake-up nor awakened.
The only philosophy that he sticks to,
Let sleep every-one in peace blissfully. 
This worn, torn and tired man.
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If you long for getting woke-up,
If you need to get waken-up,
If you desire to wake-up others,
If it is your duty or responsibility,
If you are compelled to do this,
Where does he stop or object to?
Don’t trouble him, let him asleep,
Let him asleep in comfort, in bliss,
This worn, torn and tired man.
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