Based on "A Dialogue between the Soul and Body" by Andrew MarvellSOUL: Oh, who can from this bear releaseA flowered soul who knows no peace?This meaty hand, this bulging arm,This weedy face which knows no charm,This hairy foot, this eye that leers,This mottled nose, protruding ears:A prison grown large to restrainThis sweet and simple, gentle brainWhich longs with every coarse heartbeatSurroundings dainty and petite.BODY: Who says that I'm some jail. I said, “I couldn’t mention that, I haven’t seen your body (my 2nd lie) but I think every part of your body is perfect. Radhika she said stop pampering me. I said no Radhika and I am not pampering you I am telling you the truth. You are really very beautiful. I wonder what your husband has lost. I was not able to explain so I said tum to sar se paon tak sundar ho, itna sundar bhara badan kise achha nahi lagega. Radhika “but you didn’t said which part of my body you liked the best and I said.Read More
