A banyan tree in my courtyard
That I had planted ten years ago
Looks beautiful with its large limbs
As if a beauty queen of monsoon
Were entering her adolescence

It smiles when gusts of cool wind
Touch it with adorable feelings
Droplets of rain seems curious
To entice it with intoxicating gestures

When banyan tree stretches
For soft touch of rain drops
I may feel its emotions
When my love touched me first time
In the college rose garden
And it was raining then

And today banyan tree of my courtyard
Seems matured enough
To repeat history of adolescence love
This amazing monsoon.