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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=543323" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Private Eye Bajadere</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Monday morning, washing day, clothes, linen, <br>towels, sneakers, socks of course - before I start <br>I need a shot of dreams, a fantasy to carry me <br>through a mundane job of cleaning things </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I could be an old-fashioned galley slave working <br>away on a ship crossing the Caribbean, or I could <br>be a fairy banished from fairyland forced to toil <br>a human life in order to earn fairy Brownie points</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or I could be a Private Eye posing as a household <br>drudge in order to fool all the street thugs while I’m <br>watching their every move, sending information <br>to my spy friends through secret signs</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Suddenly, while I’m still sending signs pretending <br>I’m washing windows, someone grabbed me from <br>behind, I screamed, Rudi laughed; enquired about <br>my funny game, I told him my Private Eye fantasy</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He became a rich Mafia boss seducing this Private <br>Eye to tap her brain, then fell in love and took her <br>for himself, mmm, Rudi understands my games <br>so well, next I’ll be his Bajadere </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He’ll get to be the god Siva just as he is for me, <br>tomorrow I’ll immolate myself upon his pyre and <br>ascend to heaven in his arms...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(When our lecturer asked me what is a Bajadere, <br>I answered modestly Ein Dienstmädchen, he <br>smiled paternally and said we’d leave it at that) </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> ‘Der Gott und die Bajadere’, a ballad with the sub-title ‘Indische Legende’ written by J. W. Goethe in June 1797, and published in the Musenalmanach for 1798. It is the story of an Indian prostitute who is visited by the god Siva, unrecognized in human form, and is seized with true love for him. The human shape is found lifeless in the morning, and the Bajadere immolates herself upon its pyre. She ascends to heaven in the arms of the god.<br>http: //www.answers.com/topic/der-gott-und-die-bajadere</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Louise+Tredoux">Louise Tredoux</a><div class=q>
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