A woman in Kerala is exciting,
Regardless of her frame or skin,
Of caste, clan and religion,
Of her poor or rich status,
Of being rustic or urban,
Young or old, literate or common.
The reason to my perception:
Humidity gives luster,
Hybrid race gives colour and vigour.
And inferiority complex gives
appearance consciousness.
Literacy gives awareness.
No woman can walk alone at dusk
For fear of tempting men.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem