Nissim is after all a faded romantic and his poetry br A study in faded romanticism br As his use and application of syntax reveals it so br That he smiles on seeing a girl, br Talks of love-marriage br But marries not br After falling in love with, br Keeping in view the marriage br Within his community. br br The colours seem to be faded and fading when take br We up him as for a reading br And his talk of love-marriage, romance, honeymoon br And love at first sight br And the writing of love-letters, br All false, false promises of his. br br There is not strong feeling, not so strong emotion in him, br Just carrying on with his simple stuffs, br Please, thank you, bye-bye, br Goddbye, Pushpa, br Seeing the semi-nude Cuban dancer, br Will see the pregnant woman viewing nudes br In the art gallery and will chuckle. br br A convent educated boy, he is a poet of hostels and hotels, br Marriage parties, birthday parties, br Honeymoon trips, br Handshaking, br Doing hi-hello. br br A modern shallow, hollow man, living in the cities, br He can say only about city life and city scapes, br Not the countryside br Where pulsates it the heart of India, br Where dwells it the soul of India.