Tam The Daughter of The Land of Dravida 12m Eng Ke agro da ere ay ‘dang theo Tam the daughter of the land of Dravida. ‘One by one, I passed ‘Through each of the four ages Maree aod ne am the daughter of the land of Dravida. Tepe ia ht som allure of the body's clay iy us Jam the daughter of ‘The red veil of honour” ‘The black veil, of disgrace Benin fe ne ti sunny toy ey ae Where | wore both colours: And then discarded them Thave merged myself in the depths of mon ae Tam the daughter of the land of Dravida, { should go and scatter the ashes This at least | owe my corpse | can explain every incident, but not this one A corpse yearns for a corpse ‘The womb of a corpse is never barren. Even the womb of corpse is helpless Mother-love is the helplessness of the womb, What I owe the corpse I can repa But who can repay what I owe the womb ? ‘Sometimes, I get up and think T should tear up the ledger ofthe womb I should hide my signature And disown my debt. 1 get up and place my foot on the threshold But this stealing away from the womb tears at me. ‘A drop of milk dri From the breast of my corpse. “The threshold of the house allows me to cross, But at that very place i my own feet that stop me. ‘You can swim across tears But no one can swim across a drop of milk. My death isa thing of the past.