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My house
Maya-moha.
You could not realize it,
You too are,I too amIrrespective of where you wereBorn,What you hold inAnd how put you,he too is a man,You too are,I too am,Violate it notAs there is nothing greater thanThis humanity and humane feeling,Only human values will go with.
What was it Canada,
How are theyThe indigenous peoplesInhabiting itFrom time immemorial,How their text and times,What about their dialect, sect and culture,Is there not anyone to enlighten upon?
Jhumur dance is as such
Dance to the tune and beatOf the drum and other accompaniments,Jhumur,Jhumur is such that it will make youRollick and jump,Shake the feetWith the thrill,Thrill of music and songSung in a rustic tone,Rhythm of speech.
You wipe out the tears, my love,
Believe Him,Spoil not yourself.
I think,
SometimesTakingthe bitter green chillyA bit moreUnknowingly,How would,Would they have,I mean the EuropeansFor the first timeAs I taking the most bitter oneJumping,Feeling restless,Taking water,Sucking in,Asking for sugar?