Normal Woman Poem by Sathya Narayana

Normal Woman
Shes a normal woman!
With scented oil combs her hair
and weaves a long braid;
impresses a red Sidhoor or kumkum
on the forehead;
wears no make-up; no plastic expression
but exudes just a little smile;
an affable smile.
Her eyes glitter
with purity
and her walk just graceful;
no sashay displaying curves.
Shes a normal woman!


She sprays no artificial perfumes;
but smears her body liberally
with sandalwood and turmeric pastes;
winds around her body
a long Indian cotton sari
and wears a full blouse
covering her breasts
and part of her slender waist;
on palms and soles
henna red.
Shes a normal woman!

She oft gets angry
when widen and redden her eyes;
but a volatile resentment its
evaporates in no time.
When praise I her beauty,
she blushes and brushes away,
Youre a mad poet! and adds
Im just a normal human.
But I insist feeling her divine psyche
Youre beautiful! !

She represents
the lively Indian female of the yore,
still breathing on this land
shes,
my heart and soul,
shes just a normal woman.