Having married a dramagirl
For whom life is but a stage of a theatre
And man and woman artistes
And this life a play,
What have I done,
My doom I have brought in?
Having married a dreamgirl,
One living in dreams,
What ruin have I brought in,
A Phoolkumari, a flower-princess,
A Rupkumari, a face-princess,
She will not cook food.
My God, what have I done in bringing her,
A cine star in my house,
A theatre girl,
A make-up girl
As my wife
And now she is hissing
Like Nagakanya, a cobra-princess,
Vishkanya, a poison-girl of some kingly court?
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