(111) (Meera) Rana Regretted

It was a hell for Rana. He thought of Meera, Throughout the night, And didn’t take it light. His imagination ran riot. It became very difficult For him now to accept What he did was correct. “Why I gave an order For her to sink in the river, By now, is she dead? What harm she did? ” “My eyes became blind. Though you’ve been kind, I failed to understand you And miserably killed you.” “It’s you who taught me How to do Krishna Bhakti, But I’ve been misled now And lost my temper somehow.” “Where can I see you again. From me you had only pain, But you gave me, in return, Your love and affection.” Like this, Rana spelt His hidden feelings out But it was too late For him to regret. Next day, her close maids Here and there searched, But she was not found Anywhere in and around. The news, like forest fire, Spread far and near. People cursed Rana For ill treating Meera. Some of his ministers And top commanders Resigned and went For this cruel treatment. Thro’ messengers he heard, She was still not dead. But moved to Vrindavan To fullfil her mission. He sent a regret letter, Thro’ a Brahmin bearer, Requesting her to return From the Holy Vrindavan. He was sleepless, he wrote, From the time she left. And all the people there Were soon expecting her. Though days passed, she sent No reply, but remained silent. For days, the people cried out. Mewar looked deserted almost.