Have I read you, you and your mind, the novels you have, <br />A few of them <br />And can feel about your horizon and dimension, <br />Inner spectrum at work, <br />Western reasoning that you got abroad, <br />Socialism that you got schooled in <br /> <br />But say you to me, <br />Who had it been your first love, <br />Whom did you choose and marry, <br />Who, who was that European girl, the English girl <br />And what the bone of contention? <br /> <br />You met the actress Kathleen van Gelder <br />In England and married too in 1938 <br />And had a daughter <br />Whom you left out too finally <br />After opting for Shireen Vajibdar <br />Who lived unto the last. <br /> <br />Your Marxism mixed with not, but your personal life <br />Interests me, <br />Your untold love story and the causes of difference <br />Which but sidelined you <br />And I do not know it <br />If you were yourself trouble-bringing <br />In your Hamletian domestic life or is it something different. <br /> <br />Anand, your write-ups pointing to the bad condition <br />Of the have-nots, underdogs, <br />The downtrodden and proletarian masses <br />And you a novelist of those <br />Want I not to hear now <br />Rather than looking into your personal life and relationships. <br /> <br />You say about them, say something about Kathleen van Gelder <br />And your Shireen Vajibdar, <br />Your children <br />And your relationships with them <br />And these I want to hear from you.<br /><br />Bijay Kant Dubey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mulk-raj-anand/
