THE TWO WOMEN

They are ever so, One, though split in Two -

Mother and daughter whom none can pooh-pooh !

They often co- share their personal things ,

As if themselves are mutual belongings .

Looking alike, alike in taste and choice ,

And, strange, I hear them speak in the same voice .

While one drives, the other sits by her side,

As if the latter is the former's guide .

How nice if the mother be" Kahini "

In daughter's name, then, nothing be FUN-ny !

" Katha O Kahini " are Tagore's great ,

By literary standards at any rate .

I wonder, did Tagore visit Kharghar ,

He could just see his great was meant whom for.