you did not listen to me, but painted the wall of my house
with all kinds of designs that i still see
and rejoice their beauty
but are they really beautiful at all
when they masked all the fickle minded salutations
that i got while walking to that temple
where we had prayed,
now the wall has to be whitewashed,
let us get the brush and ladder together,
lest an earthquake occurs and does away with the need of repainting