O Beautiful Lady

Draped in blue saree...you are the moon of the skies, O beautiful lady How can I reach you? Possessing the seven colors of the rainbow, as you move your waist like a spinning top, How do I hold you dearly on my arms? You elate me with joy by caressing me, you delight me by embracing me And in no time, you drift away from me Beautiful lady, who gleams like a flash of lighting, who drenches us like a flood with her charm There is no one on this earth who is not enchanted with your magic This beautiful lady is life...and life is nothing but this lovely lady Swinging with her happily, face any hurdles of life bravely Revere the hug of your lady as the eternal bliss of your life. She is the moonlight descended down for you. Predicament in a life is transitory...like a tender flower approaching, pricking the heart like a thorn and Disappearing Life conveys the message that nothing follows you till your last Treating yourself as a guest, step a head Life itself is a rarest beauty of its own kind Life is a miracle, if you start playing, it rolls down to be a ball of flowers When you plough the fields with endurance and foster the yield, Every day is a filled with celebrations As you place your stance strongly in the race of this life of struggle, and turn yourself into a weapon that aids you, Every day would be marked as a day of victory