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To Kalpana. To Kavita.

dilam be-dast-e-to murghi ast dar kaff-e tefli

ke na koshad, na gozaarad, na saazadesh qafasi

My heart in your hand is like a bird in the keeping of a child

Who neither kills it, nor cages it, nor sets it free.

—‘Ali Sher Nava’i of Herat