People often tell me

Your fair skin is lovely

Your milk white skin is

An embellishment to your beauty

I feel like it's a bane, Krishna.

I don't like it

I don't want it.

I wish I could be dark

Dark, like the complete darkness I like to sleep in

Dark, like my coal black eyes

Dark, like my long, black hair

Dark, like the night that holds the jasmine like moon

Dark,

Like you.

This fair skin

Gets prying eyes

And is considered a bait

For men.

Travelling in bus is difficult

Where men who only see

Beauty in a fair face

Brush against me

Making it

Quite a ride.

Draupadi is lucky.

The dark girl may have been through a lot,

But ultimately

She has earned the name

Krishnaa.