Humble to the core
Ready to serve more
Not only the tea
But also the warmth on the spree
At the foot of the mount
382 steep steps we had count
Our 'कुल देवी' beckoned us to visit
In our native village we must sit
And spend some quality time talking about the era
Such regard in relations, 'क्या मेरा क्या तेरा'
The abandoned house
My 'दादी जी' left for a cause
To bring up her kids in an uptown below
Her offsprings were born and brought up in a mellow
And thank we must the roots
For we sprout as healthy shoots
With the same modesty and love in our heart
That distance cannot part
Seeking the blessings of the Goddess
Who engulfs us completely with such fondness!
