Farewell Tilottama

Farewell Tilottama, from the days of Mahabharata
You were born as an Apsara for the destruction of the Asuras,
And to be protected by your own people, for whom you toiled
But we all failed you, collectively and individually
The day you went, the sky started changing color
The sky and the earth was on fire. People asked ??
Is there no need for anger,
Is there no need for blame
Is their nothing to prove
Will Everything be the same
Just a table standing empty
Pages of your note book flutter
Lined with blood and Ink
By the edge of our daily compromises and greed’s, our fear
Means farewell, Tilottama,
The sky is trembling now
King Kong, little elves, our leaders, our film stars
On the rooftop they dance
Valentino-type tangos
While the make-up man’s hands
Shut the eyes of the dead
Not to embarrass anyone
Today the entire sky feels embarrassed
Call me by any name you like
I will never deny it
But now the sky is erupting
And you must go where it’s quiet
Farewell, Farewell