When Qasid came from that direction, I felt ashamed; poor Girya-nak, the beggar, was desolate.

This poignant couplet speaks of sudden vulnerability and the painful exposure of one's hidden sorrow. The poet feels ashamed when Qasid appears, suggesting that his internal state—of being tear-stained and desolate—is something he tries to hide. The arrival of another person, even a familiar one, can sometimes make our deepest pains feel visible and embarrassing. It’s a beautiful portrayal of emotional fragility.