Nalan 2.08 Lost The Dress

The baking heat With his wife, Nalan By walk, he went on Thru baking hot desert And snake infested forest. Kali as a bird Kali had no sympathy, Nor any kind of mercy, Even while Nalan was In extreme distress. In the shape of a bird, Before them, he appeared. Its colour was golden That gave more attraction. She said, catch it Once Sita told Rama for Catching a golden deer. Here Dhamayanthi told Nalan To catch the bird golden. He tried to catch Nalan kept a watch And tried to catch But it escaped Every time he tried. A single dress He told, “Let me share Your sari and spare My dhoti as a trap For rounding it up.” Rounded up He shared her sari, Threw up his dhoti, O’er the golden bird, That got trapped. I defeated you, see Along with the dhoti It went up the sky And told, “I’m the one For your losing down.” Soul and dress Like their souls became one, Their dresses also became one. It was a blessing in disguise, That Kali came in disguise. Thought of her fate She thought like this, “Those disregarding virtues Those living on falsehood In the hell, they’ll land.” “Those disobeying moral code, Those talking ill of God Those losing self-respect They’ll reach the hell at last.” “Those begging the rich, This hell, they’ll reach. May be you, Kali, will, With them, go to the hell.” She felt for her own act, And also for her ill-fate. Both faced this setback, Due to their bad luck.