Normal Woman

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.