an auto laden with packs of flowers fled past me
in it sat the flower woman of today
so to say the hi tech one
traverses she alone and brings blossoms abound
dispensing it among women
who tie them up for wages
she bundles up the trussed flowers
and sells them in the square
making a tidy sum
saving for pygmy, insurance and all
and some for her mates toddy too!
bribing him for letting her to the square.
While the flower woman of yore
with a moth eaten bag
trudges heavily to the market
bearing only a bagful
she struggles to tie them up
sometimes imploring her kin to to do so
she sets to convey them to abodes
which are her regular forte
always in debt and dearth of money
but hearts she has picked up a many
she can tie a wreath of them
not for anything would I change my old for the new
Ratnaprabha r raykar
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