I am that girl
I am that girl.
On the bus, on the train, on the street you see Rose
Whose sari, forehead tip earrings and ankles
You see Rose.
And
Dream of seeing many more.
You see whomever you want in a dream.
I am that girl.
In the remote villages of Bihar whose shadows are trampled by daylight
Forbidden in your religion, and from the slums in the middle of the night
You send Pike Barkandaj to pick it up
And in the well-appointed bed for which one is subject to waiting
Your royal debauchery
I am that girl.
I am that girl - from Kamin slum in Chabagan, Assam
Whom you want to take to Sahebi Bungalow at midnight
Want to see the light of the fireplace in the eyes of the wine
Whose naked body
I am that girl.
Bring thirsty water from the dry yard of Rajasthan to whom you are
Sent ten miles to Government Indara - and twenty miles
Kant is devastated when he walks away
Bake your bread in front of the stove fire
I am that girl.
I am the girl you want to be immersed in or on the banks of the Ganges
In the green of Victoria or in the blue darkness of the cinema hall
You want to give it to the eyes of the false dream kajal and run out
Arrange your flowers like a pack of cigarettes thrown on the side of the road
The car rushes to the city to complete the happy marriage-
Standing alone in the twilight of the light seen by the bride
I am that girl.
I am the girl - even the gods do not forgive. Pride
And the pride of the power in the womb of the virgin insult
And in the tears of the river
Karna has to give up. To the nephew.
I am that girl.
I am the only hope in difficult times in the world.
My mother's medicine is bought with the money taught by my students.
My extra income was used to buy my brother's books.
My whole body gets wet in the heavy rain.
With the black sky on his head
I am an umbrella.
The family lives happily under the umbrella.
You
You
Has done a lot for me.
In literature, in poetry, in scripture, in folklore
Worshiped as mother.
Adikhyeta has said that nature- r
In the dead end of the city
He also painted the lips and made Kupi stand with his hands.
Yes, I am that girl.
Maybe one day
Maybe one day - maybe another day
By throwing away all my false clothes
I will become that extraordinary!
Open hair will cover my open back like a cloud.
A great fire will burn in both eyes.
Terrible radiance will come out of your forehead.
The sword will flash in his hand.
Ranadundavi will sound on the anklet of the two feet.
The sky will be filled with brutal laughter.
The gods will also continue to speak in terror
Mahameghprabhang Ghorang Muktakesing Chaturbhujang
Kalikang Dakshinang Mundamala Bibhusitang.
Like a terrible fire
I'll keep going! And on both sides of my path
Numerous headless bodies will continue to throb-
The body of civilization
Body of Progress-
Body of improvement-
The body of society
Maybe I'm that girl! Maybe! Maybe or.