The consciousness came closer. The rising sun smiles showing welcome. The fog passed
flowers bloomed, there is no other obstruction, the joy and pleasure are produced. The
agonies of eras are removed, with unhindered joy, the bees are frenzied. The likings and
love merge in one, there is no more counting of moments, the traveler calls so. The
fragrance of bela’, juhii and bakul floats. The caskets of human beings have been
filled. The annihilating mirage is defeated. Opening the balcony, listen, the humanity is
singing songs.