It was really very disgusting live a life
As such passing the hot summer in a rural mud house
Without being airy
And the hearth too smoking for midday meal
Without any food or good breakfast taken
Counting Indian days in heat and loo,
Superstition and ignorance,
Faith and frustration.
Disgusting
Sometimes it appears very disgusting,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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