Modern, well-dressed, well-built young woman
moves, moves, is smart at work,
is open in her clothes, ornaments, and is cheerful
in field work, wears three-quarter pants or shorts
in short, she is versatile in everything.
She is especially indifferent to home food,
thinks eggplant and radishes are barbaric tastes
Curries with gourds, fish soup
are very ‘messy’ when seen, eating them is misery, misery.
She doesn’t even seem to have a taste for her mother’s cooking!
The young woman enjoys eating in flashy restaurants
in fact, she is a lover of ‘fish-fries’ and French fries,
‘chow mein’ is not bad either. She loves it,
the young woman’s uncle said one day,
“Have you seen the fish that you eat at ‘fish-fry’?”
He replied, “What’s there to see? It tastes so good,
It might not be a slander to see it even if you put it in a showcase.”
Don’t be crazy, everyone says it’s bhetki
Or uncle, the shopkeeper said ‘coral!’
That’s another one! A beautiful name for you, you rascal!
Let’s take you to the market and show you the fish,
Yes, yes, come on, I want to see fish that tastes so good.
Uncle knows bhetki or coral
Which way did you enter the market in the morning,
Uncle said, “Wait here, I’ll see if you can put it in your showcase.”
In an instant, two rickshaws full of fish arrived,
Same forehead,
The black color is accompanied by flies, the sound of the beetroot.
The young woman says, “Wack! Wack!”, “Mama, let’s go home”
Why don’t you see, my friend! How the fish will be filleted,
The smell of fish and the inside of the fish market!
Sohagi presses a colorful handkerchief to her nose.
Mama, I won’t eat fish-fry anymore,
I want to appreciate the aroma of mom’s cooking.
Mama says, “You can’t do that,
What you eat in a restaurant is nothing to be ashamed of.
Toronto, Canada
