Day and night, it made me sit and rise continuously. Restlessness has wearied me.

This couplet beautifully captures the exhaustion that comes from chronic restlessness. The poet, Amrut Ghayal, speaks of being worn out by the continuous cycle of emotional highs and lows—the never-ending 'getting up and sitting down.' This restlessness (Bekaraari) is not just physical; it's the weariness of the soul that constantly anticipates something, leaving the heart utterly drained.