However your memories lacerate my heart,
However your ideology sells in the mart –
Voices of pedagogues shriek from afar
Here in the murkiness of Parija Library
Lost amid books gone stale through years,
Now staring emptily at an empty gallery –
I cannot forget you, my Vani Vihar!
Whatever be your mere looks or essence,
Whatever dear, be your reasons of silence –
Your very jolliness, it seems, exudes nectar,
As I sit here inside the University Canteen
Half drowned in the gossip of parting friends
Listening to the timid lovers’ hushed up din –
I know, you are my life, Vani Vihar!
However the multitude may denounce your name
However through neglect you have lost your fame,
Voices from my heart announce wide and far –
As I lay in repose in your sprawling garden
Admiring the girls now swaying gently homeward,
Ah! what songs surge in me all of a sudden –
That I love you – love you, Vani Vihar!
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