"CHALTI CHAKI DEKH KAR, DIYA KABIRA ROY.
DO PATAN KE BEECH MEIN, SABUT BACHA NA KOY."
Kabir wept to see a grindstone turning, as whatever is thrown between the two millstones comes out crushed and nothing survives intact.
"CHALTI CHAKI DEKHKAR, DIYA KAMAL THATHAY.
JO KILI SE LAG RAHE, TAKO KAL NA KHAY."
Kamal laughed to see the grindstone turning, as whatever sticks to the central pivot is protected from being crushed.
