by Abul Hasan
The girl didn’t expect much!
So much grace, so much independence!
Unveiling the whole body leaning against the mirror
Sitting alone all noon, wanting
Mother to scold or papa to see her grief
The girl didn’t want much!
So much noise, crowd, gathering!
She wanted less than these.
A water stream
gives thirst to her just now, she wants
a man to call her darling!