Mayapur,

In a tell-tale story formThe matter of debateYears afterWhen you are no moreYour Padmavat,PadmawatDealing withRani Padmavati, Alauddin Khilji and Ratan Singha.A Rajput queen,A Muslim invaderAnd a yearning so different.How to tell,Tell it,Jayasi?Rani Padmavati a Rajput princessOf the kattar RajputsWhile on the other Alauddin a Muhammadan invaderAfter Padmavati?How can it be, how can it be,Jayasi,Return you…

Leather and woollen hilly costumesDancing and singingWith a masked artiste as a yakAnd the yak too dancingNear the Buddhist monastery,The yak lying on the floorAnd the male and the female artistes caressing,Caressing the yak.

To be back to their nests,Cattle started coming to their shedAs it had been the solar eclipse timeWith the bluish corona reflecting wellAnd the people trying to view itWith the goggles,The ring of fire, the bluish coronaEmitting light.

What it is in my heartIf ask you,Ask you aboutThe hurts and wounds,Hurts and wounds,Making remembered ofPains and aches,Pitfalls and stumbles uponMet in love.

But the face-cutting so much beautifulAs will you like to kiss herNot so fair, not so dark,But beautiful,Beautiful and loveful,The black girl smilingIn the dark hamletsOf the countryside,Where go you, go I as for our visits,Which pass I throughTo notice her smiling,She standing byWith a lamb in the farm houseI see her standing silently,I see…

Say no to the purdahIf it is excessively aggressive.America for Americanness and Americanism,Not for the ethnic and racial minorities,Bigots and fundamentalistsTo destroy its free culture.The medievalists and the superstitious peopleWill one day destroy American culture,All those divisive conservative and orthodox people.