Simantini wanted to be a model Poem by Yashodhara Ray Chaudhuri

Simantini wanted to be a model
Simantini could not be a model.
Near Fuleswar Station
Simantini's hair is caught in the train line.
Her scarf caught, Simantini in the train wrote
Lines after lines
In her black notebook
copied down the ramp, star, and brightness
The notebook that the police is looking for.
It's found at the Ma Sati Saloon.
Simantini's hair, nails, lips, eyelashes
Are scattered
In Liluah, Sodepur and Naihati Junction

Simantini wanted to be a model
Simantini could not be a model.
Drumbeat footlight flying kisses
Simantini had asked for. Now
In a sky beyond the sky
Flowers flourish through her torn dress in Fuleswar

Simantini becomes a matinee idol
Simantini becomes Matangini, Sati.