The cultured celebrate her

The core of culture, they call.

The evenings, they say,

Bubble with life!

The perfect combination

Of Yellow and blue

Giving rise to green.

The sun above,

The rivers and seas below,

Converging where born

The green hub of the nation!

Rustling flowers for worshiping,

Using washrooms in nearby malls while roaming,

Treating tenants as poor,

And not listening to anyone.

A mandatory mango-mustard after lunch,

A compulsory nap in the afternoon,

Shouting at maids all day,

Claiming to be the best cooks,

At the most a fay or two

Without rice and fish!

Conservative to stick to own norms,

But not opposing to others’,

A culture so aged and diverse

And yet so unified and original!

Published by Sumana Saha