Getting to know

The boy will come to know after a few days

There is nothing in this world called Nakshi Kanthar Math.

it is only fairy tale!

Given a chance

Even if she is not a Cinderella

Her father can easily kiss her lips

There is nothing called friend in the world---

Son will know all these some day!

still as long as I can, I shall drape

the doors and windows of his room

With heavy curtains

I shall fill the sky light holes

With straw and grass so that

small birds may nest---

Son will some day get to see

Yet I try to delay that day in his life

That's why I engage myself in the fierce battle!