Bestow life as you have received it, and leave your offspring cheerfully to the care of those powers who rule over your own life and destiny.

For my part, I should be very sorry to see your race die out.
"And why reproach yourself that you provide no one with daily bread?
Man does not live by bread alone; and by simply being what you are, you supply many people--myself for instance--with a pleasure in life and a belief in your future career that is worth more than daily bread.
"Bhani thanks you for your kind message.

She incloses two verses for you, of her own composition.

Here you have them in prose translation--'My beloved master and his humble handmaid miss the dear friend with the soft eyes and gentle voice.

We live as in a bungalow in the season of rains--clouds and ever clouds, and no sun.