His is the fable of love, the old sage,
by Sadiqullah Khan
Baba, when woke up, his head on damsel's
Lap. The drop of tear, moment of reckoning,
From the nine headed monster, who would
Glutton her. The lone child, for the monster's
Toll. A head every year. Baba, dreamt her sob,
Cut the monster to piece, bled down the stream.
Baba saved them all, the damsel thus in love fall.