Where The Bhaluwallah? The Bearman Of India? Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Where the bhaluwallah,
I do not know it now,
where have they gone away?
The bhaluwallah used to come
With the black bears,
Tied by or roped in by their nostrils
Or belted around the neck,
They making them dance and roll
Like a drunkard into the dust
Or singing a song in drunkenness,
The madari used to play the tabor
And used to sing some bridal song
Or of one in drunkenness
And the bears rolling and rolling
And lastly, the madari asking to give
Coins on the carpet from the children
Or spectators gathered around,
After which they used to clap and praise,
Oh, what a missing tamasha it now!