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