Udhari

Udhari var chya prema lar arthach kay?

A serenade on a midsummer night
I was not the singer nor the singee
But I was just the look out
To make sure no one else came.

A glance stolen but never returned.
A question asked but never answered.
A thousand conversations all in my head.

Borrowed love on borrowed time.
Teri pan he mana la kon sangnar?

Messages back and forth
All passed through me
I was the guy’s best friend
And the girl’s first cousin.

Ji kavita amcha sathi lihleli nahi
ter ma tyache point ach kay?

I was just a messenger
But you never noticed me
M’lady was happy and
That made me ecstatic.

But this I promise in
Another birth, another lifetime
I will move heaven and earth
To make you mine.

[This is a flight of fantasy. Extrapolations into real life will be summarily shot down or decapitated whichever is more painful. To people who have been pained by reading this - too bad, take some aspirin.

To give credit/discredit where it is due - the first line was made up by Nikhil in a correspondence and the idea of mixing up two languages was Raamesh's. ]