On my sudden disappearance
I know it is going to be difficult to balance
But I need your reverence
Let the flowers spread its fragrance.
You know I had a bond
with flowers which I was fond of
let them not miss me
Love and care them as i did
After all the good bye you bid.
Don't forget to light the incense sticks
Every morning and evening when lamp is lit.
On my birthday plant new saplings
and let my aura be felt in
the fragrance from flowers and the incense sticks now and always.