The lady with rosy pink saree,
Clinging to the yellow grab handle
During the blue metro city bus journey,
Drew my attention for some minutes
This shade is not often seen in busy cities,
Just in fairs, where cute little children are spotted licking
Their favourite cotton sweets,
Wrapped in lengthy sleeky sticks
And their tiny feet ground kicking
For getting dragged hurriedly
By their tricky wicky parents
Who don’t even allow them to swallow the sweet essence.
Have heard people being made fun for wearing these shades
Getting tagged as less civilised, or getting marked as country cousins
Thus could not stop admiring this courageous country woman
Who proudly could carry this rare bright saree
And freely move around in a real happening city
Where many more people are bereft of their freedom
For their lives are fixed like children in fairs.
Dangerously melodius piece from the movie 'Guide', set to tune by S.D. Burman and performed by Lata.
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