Moving to Sikkim
Saw I
Bhutia dance,
Heard I the hilly song
Combined with a dance,
Bhutia song and dance,
Dance and song,
An India
Never seen before,
Never explained,
I wonder,
How did they keep us
In the dark
All about their cultural entity,
How could I know it not?
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