Azhaki [the beautiful woman], a movie[Tamil}

I heard that she was ill fated

To be knotted to a drunkard,

Who, being poor, stripped her of charm.

I was helpless to lend my arm.

I was strained.

I helped her husband earn

And send her money to keep her.

Not to last, he left once for all.

She’s left to earn as coolly.

I was pained.

I brought her to be a housemaid

To give her a safe livelihood.

The humility that she had

For her and the son made me soar.

I was wounded.

I brought her to help our household.

My wife’s innocence was her hold.

There, too, happiness short-lived

As our past story unfolded.

I was shattered.

Next day, once for all she had left.

Her son’s study was lost. I’m lost.

I wandered as a vagabond

In search of her without any end.

I was ripped.

The script that she left when she left

Cleared the dust of my wife’s eyes

And made her repent her ill doubt

About her modesty and the loss.

I was mutilated.

I found her son in an orphanage.

Now he lives with us in prestige.

I love him more than I love my child.

It is a tribute I give her.

I am soothed.

One loses one’s peace,

When one finds her ex-lover

In ill fated condition,

And does all to her,

To redeem her,

That he would not have done

That much

Had he made her as his wife.

31.05.2002, Pakd