JOKER

While playing cards, luckily got a joker

The moment I saw his smiling face,

It reflected in my face as in a mirror

It was not just a mere reflection

Moreover I resemble him very much.

You might be wounded, if someone calls you ‘Joker’

But for me, it gives a spiritual bliss;

Because my face, my actions make others happy

Rather the costume masks my tears.

Who wants to have a worthless sympathy!

I feel pity for crying in front of others

It’s better to be mocked by others;

At least I might be a reason for them to laugh.

And I believe strongly that it is divine,

Making others happy while you are crying.