Oh child what do you seek. In the toys and the goodies, once bored Thrown away into the bin With the curiosity into the studies, Knowing the universe and it's ways. As a young mind dwelling into the fame Achieving the merits of the intelligence Soon young mind turns away from truth finding and indulges into money. Self-thought merits of success leads to rat-race going on since ages. Oh child what is it, that you seek? Could there be such a desire, so pure that once fulfilled, one may not want anything to do with earthly possessions or more desires thereafter. Fragrance that it may seem, unknown in source, making us wonder that, there is something. something beyond the horizon. But when I saw you I found that I was the source of that fragrance. You helped me see myself with the eyes of soul, the chaitanya.
– gdbhosale