O Vali, to whom should I go and narrate my condition? Consumed by sorrow, I have become an embodiment of grief from head to toe.

Vali captures the deep ache of loneliness here, asking where he can possibly go to pour his heart out when no one seems to understand. He turns his entire being into a metaphor, saying he has transformed from head to toe into a 'gham-khana'—a literal house of grief. It’s a striking image showing that sorrow is no longer just a passing feeling, but a permanent resident that has completely reshaped who he is.