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Tukaram’s Letter to Vitthal- Dilip Chitre |
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With the saints who are going on a pilgrimage to Pandharpur I send Him this message: |
| Your servant Tuka Beseeches You: Do not forget me. |
| At Your great gate I remain Your everlasting Broom. |
| My mind and my body fit Your feet as shoes. |
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My mouth is open like a spittoon for You to spit in betel-leaf juice. |
| I offer my body as a pot to receive O Lord Your shit. |
| I am the soil touched by Your feet. |
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Says Tuka—O Lord of Pandharpur do not ever treat me as anything else. |
| Pandharpur 1 |
| Happiness fell into Pandhari. |
| Pundalik kept it in place. |
| O my elders, run for it now |
| Taste it with your own tongue. |
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Make just one trip there. |
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You won’t have to wander ever after. |
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Pack up your attachments bag and baggage. |
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Make a scramble for Pandharpur. |
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It’s not a bad idea to reach there in time—while you are still alive! |
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Says Tuka, listen to this peasant’s plea: Reach there and reap it, don’t dilly-daily. |
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