I knew a girl, who used to carry salt with her,Went she wherever.Companion called Turmeric jar Stayed by the bedside - her,Spending the day,Salting the wounds Of her once so beloved,She slept with her scars turmeric rubbed. - Sayoni Mitra
I knew a girl, who used to carry salt with her,Went she wherever.Companion called Turmeric jar Stayed by the bedside - her,Spending the day,Salting the wounds Of her once so beloved,She slept with her scars turmeric rubbed.
- Sayoni Mitra