Rabindranath Tagore, Poet of India.

 In this stormy night our soulmate has set out on his sojourn to meet the ultimate companion. The sky cries out in despair, I, sleepless….open the door every now and then to wait for His arrival. Āji jhaṛēra rātē tōmāra abhisāra parānasakhā bandhu hē āmāra..Ākāśa kām̐dē hatāśasama,nā’i yē ghuma naẏanē mama-duẏāra khuli hē priẏatama,cā’i yē bārē bāra..Bāhirē kichu dēkhitē nāhi pā’i,tōmāra patha kōthāẏa bhābi tā’i.Sudūra kōn nadīra pārē gahana kōn banēra dhārē gabhīra kōn andhakārē hatēcha tumi pāra..