Pota: Dadaji, Aap Ke Saare Daant Hain, Lekin Daadi Ji Ke Ek Bhi Nahi, Aisa Kyun? Dada: Beta Baat Aisi Hai, Main Doodh Bahut Peeta Tha Aur Teri Daadi Ganna Bahut Choosti Thi. Samjhdar Like Kare
A mother serves her sugar with
A bit of peppermint
To clarify the passages
That carry what she meant
When she first set to bear a soul
Quite separate from her own,
Whom she would cherish, yet must teach
To live and die alone.