Ek unpadh ke naam
Jab mainei prem-patra likha
Jise usne kisi tarah padha
Kisi tarah padhati, chinhit karti huyi.
Cchupaakar, dibia ke prakash
Waha chitthi padhati huyi,
Waha adult education ki ladaki,
Charwaha school ki, garib dehati ladaki.
In the name of an illiterate
When wrote I a love-letter
Which read she somehow
Trying to identify the letters and contents.
Stealthily, under the light of an oil lamp
She reading the letter,
She a girl of adult education project,
Of the pastoral school, poor rural girl.
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