Baduku jataka bandi, vidi adara saheba
Kudure neen, avanu peldanthe payanigaru
Maduvego masanako,bekenda kadegodu
Pada kusiye nelavihudu- manku thimma
Starting off with the famous lines from DVG (a Kannada poet). After spending so much time on DVG road in Bangalore, it seems kind of appropriate.
As always, the beauty of a poem is lost in translation. But anyway, loosely translated,
Life is a horse-cart, Fate the master
You are the horse and He decides the passengers
Gallop towards a wedding or a funeral
If you fall, there's always the ground, Manku Timma.
This blog will be about topics which interest me, like politics, economics with occasional bits of fiction thrown in. It's meant to be personal as a way to express my feelings, but anybody is free to have a look.
