Pukar Sings
	Pukar visited America in 1975; wherever he went he composed his own spontaneous bhajans to Meher Baba. The following are some freely translated verses.

I want to become your friend, O Meher!

Your condition is that I become the friend of each and everyone.

I accept your condition

If you will only let me become the dust at Your feet.

I am searching for You . . . will You not meet me?

I am tired of running

Will You not move, will You not stir?

I have lived for You and I have died for You

Will You not hear my crying?

You are an amazing Beloved; all know it, all feel it.

You are dear to all,

So will You not think about our hope of meeting You —

Will You not hear our crying?

Our arms are outstretched, they are inviting You — come on!

Your pretensions, Your tricks, Your coquetry

They are making me weep very much!

Will You not accept any virtues in me —

Will You not hear my crying?

I am not worthy of You.

I accepted that always —

But You are Mercy itself!

Will You not weave the cloth of Mercy so I may cover the dead cloth

Will You not hear my crying?

You are the Ocean of forgiveness, You know forgiveness very well!

Whoever has fallen You take him up.

Will You not give me Your hand, will You not help me,

Will You not hear my weeping and crying?

O my Beloved! I am losing my courage!

O my Beloved, I am losing my courage!

I have a Master like You and even then I am left in my misery!

When I got hold of You, I thought, now Soul is very near

Then again You have left me.

So, O my Father, I am losing my courage.

The ties that were holding my heart in its place

So, my All-in-all, I am losing my courage!