Monday 30 March 2015

Sandipan Chattopadhyay's poem WHORE ( Translation of 'Veshya' )

There would invariably be a mirror in a whore's room, wall to wall mirror, small size or big various cheap mirrors, a few of them decorated. Rarely I have seen food, but there would be utensils. 
Glass, enamel, bell metal or bronze utensils. These might be certain essential information about whores, that 1) she loves to receive gifts; 2 )  she has a soul; ) her shamelessness is like truth; 4) she is original idiot ; 5) she is as if there is no one in front of her.

For her there is only one thing to be deeply considered. When her body is used by someone, what is her state of mind. She feels happy one someone comes to her, feels disgusted, also hates him.
She never is jealous of anyone. When the 'man' makes her naked,
she feels disgusted, once she is naked she feels comfortable, she feels easier. But most of the men do not disrobe together, before the lights are off, he retains his underwear and inner shirt. He enjoys the nakedness of the whore, but does not allow her to see his nakedness. Thereafter they follow certain rules, whores,
at that time they are helped by God or Satan,
that is way they rarely suffer losses.

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