She said, “You don’t recognize me,
Every time I have to introduce myself.”
Surprising me; I am extra fond of girls,
Firmly, at least according to my wife.
Gave her time and space now
And the usual quota of compliments,
Feeling happy to see them sinking
In fertile soil, I even clicked her on my cell.
Took her to my office, introduced to others;
Made her feel important and happy
Hinting at joint ventures between our companies
Though hers is more established.
After a few days, got a mail from her;
Showing her to be a kid, a bit flustered,
Not able to adjust to attention
From older, experienced persons.
While all are equal, of course,
Some have to grow up.
Out of the two, who?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem