Two Years and a House-Inmate

Having soaked up two eyes in tears, one year said in a crying tone, "Dear, Adieu! the bell of my departure has rung." Listening to her moaning, the inmate of the house Broods over the day when he will also go away like her. Smearing kajal in eyes, drawing colourful design on forehead and lips, holding ornaments and expensive sharee on body, the new year coming hastily knocks the door. When the inmate opens the door, the new year showing exceeding joy and raising stormy smile on face asks, "Dear, May I come in? " The inmate, having looked at her, thinks, this smile of her will disappear if the time expires.