Take me to the place where I belong,
Me, the newly wedded maiden,
My love waited for too long.
Dear palanquin,
Take me to the place where I belong,
My life has changed like d color of my parting,
Will miss my white heaven, will miss my mom.
Dear palanquin,
Does my dream live here?
I can see coal of fire,
I can smell lustful desire.
Dear palanquin,
Its name is Ayodhya niwas,where truth is on exile,
Ram doubts his sita,
Love is defeated by decit n guile.
Dear palanquin,
Take me back where I belong,
My golden grains r eaten by pests of doubt, in d season of autumn ,
Here I m back again, awaits my mom.

Autumn is d season of facing problems n how one deals with them,here I want all of us to remember the hindrance dhanis love faced in Ayodhya niwas.this post is dedicated to all deadly villains of IKRS, brilliant job they did, n make us loath them .
Pic credit:queen Elsa.