Punjab such a beautiful place,
Roads lined with purple lace,
People born of pretty face.
Sojourning there five long years,
Witnessed many a cascading tears,
As some used their guns and shears.
In a fight, a man of rage,
Slashed his neighbours frontal image,
Adding to a thesis page,
Buying fish, I had gone all alone,
At lewd men did I frown,
That branded me "Lady Brawn"
Punjab did great things for me,
Found Jesus Christ who set me free,
And to face each day fearlessly.
Dhamtari July 1993: