I saw Mr.India powdering his face
Behind the curtain,
Going after cosmetics and ornaments
While Miss India creaming her face
At the beauty parlour,
But both of them in the goggles
And fancy dress-wears,
Mr. in the sweeper's gum boots
And Miss in the sandaled foot-wears
And with the vanity sling bag
As going for shopping,
But Mr. smiling girlishly
Among the girls.
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