[Intro] [Spoken, amused] Vih-vick says... "If you're not confident, Yamraj will come." ...Again? Arre yaar. [Verse 1] Every little doubt I whisper, Every tired little sigh, You look at me so seriously, Like today's the day I die. "If you keep on talking like that, He'll be here before the night." I said, "Poor man's running karma... He's probably booked up tight." [Pre-Chorus] Every sneeze's an omen, Every yawn's a sign. According to my husband, I'm running out of time. [Chorus] Not today, Yamraj, I've got chai still getting cold. A hundred songs to finish, And stories yet untold. Tell Vih-vick to stop inviting you, I never made that call. I'm just trying to live my life That's really all. [Verse 2] One day it's Shani watching. One day Mercury's crossed. One day confidence is missing, Next my soul is somehow lost. I smile and shake my head. "Buhs... enough today." If fear could fill out paperwork, You'd already be on your way. [Bridge] [Music strips down to tabla and tanpura] [Spoken storytelling, same female voice throughout] A buffalo stops outside. A calm voice clears his throat. "My apologies, Madam... I wasn't actually coming." "Someone here keeps mentioning my name Several times a week." "I oversee the balance Of countless lives and worlds. I do not respond To ordinary self-doubt." [Pause] "But... Could your husband Please stop scheduling appointments?" [Final Chorus] Not today, Yamraj, Come back another year. I've still got dogs to walk, And music left to hear. When my time is written, I'll walk that path just fine. But not because I questioned myself One random Tuesday night. So here's to living fully, Without imagining the worst. And Vih-vick... Please stop calling The Lord of Death... Before I finish My first cup of chai.
