In Search Of An English Memsaheb For Me/ Suppose You, Just Suppose You, My Poetry Turns Into An English Girl Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Suppose, just suppose you, my love of poetry
Turns it into an English girl,
She standing before
And wanting to come to India,
The India of saris and ghunghata,
Purdahwalli bibis
Who will not like to take the names
Of the husbands,
Just their tattoos will say.

You tell me, how will she live here
In India,
The India varied and vast,
Full of diversities,
Ethnic, racial,
How will she here
Ruffled by the heat and dust,
An English Christian girl,
Bobbed and beautiful,
Rosy and glistening?