Who Plays 'nupur' Poem by Sudama Saha

I'm thinking
From far away
A familiar rhythm for sure,
Footsteps
The silence is broken, by the sound.
With Jhan! Jhan! ! !
On the balcony, she designs with water-soaked feet
She is walking to the rhythm of dance,
always.
Jhan, jhan, words and she, both mingle, frankly.
Looking back like a madman, I
Her attraction is like a magnet, shining bright.
Takes my eyes back, over and over!
Like she sunshine and silver light.

Perplexity constantly asking to know
Well, the one who comes again and again, storms in heart, wave and flow.
Who is she?
Without sugar, like half a cup of tea.
Everything seems to be half,
Caught, in front.
She always comes and sits beside,
Whatever I say, just smile, with a smile on her face,
It fills my heart with joy that never forget.
As the ducks play in the water surrounded by half-blossomed and shells.

Who is she? ... I know,
Again..... don't know.
Just weaving a web of confusion....
I know by brushing her soft, thick black hair,
Shaluk like colored both legs moving forward,
The continuous wish of with a single glance.
I feel you, In the balcony of the heart!
In the open courtyard (of the heart) !

__Mick