I never got to see her fiance
Her description of him
Was like what we see
In the matrimonial ads -
Tall, fair, handsome
Handsome salary
Employed abroad
Broad-minded, well-travelled
Fun-loving, good company -
'As soon as I finish college
I'm going to join him
Probably we'll get married there! '
She didn't show any picture
But there were many discrepancies
In her portrait of him
The eye-colour kept changing
It was sometimes black,
Sometimes cat's eye
The letter she secretly laughed over
And hurriedly hid
Looked only like an inland letter
Our suspicions about his whereabouts,
Looks, profile and career persisted
We did not probe further,
It was too personal
It was a year later
After we graduated
That I ran into them
At the Mount station
'This is the fiance
I was always talking about!
We got married only last month.'
I still don't know why
Somebody would lie about her beloved
Be ashamed of her own kind
Pretend he looked like someone else.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem