gulab khandelwal selected poems

That, for which I was ever running,
Was only a few steps from me.
Then how could I commit such a blunder,
That I spent my whole life searching for it.
Either I did not really want to get at it,
Always praised it with words
But never intended to own it,
Or my eyes were closed.
Otherwise, how could I not see
The lovely Gulmohar,
Dangling before me.