All her life she had to seek permission from family before undertaking something or making a decision. And now she was getting married.
She asked whether she would be allowed to work after marriage too. The answer was, “That is for your husband to decide”.
All her life she is dominated by someone. For one part by her parents and family and for another by husband and in-laws. Why cannot she be treated autonomous?
In a marriage both partners hold equal responsibility. It is not fair for only one partner to take all the burden and responsibility on oneself. Then why should wife be accountable and husband free? If males can do as they wish without seeking prior permissions or even without informing, why can’t the lady?
In her mind someone screamed, “I am not sold!”.
She visualised her exodus
she was moving farther away
leaving a childhood behind,
no more the legacy of calling home.
No longer waking to mom’s call
neither be pampered by dad often
running to win against bro
and stealing candy when sis was gone…
Who would she have fun with now?
She is expected mature
work and act emotionless
poised; balanced; letting nothing show…
But where to keep the child within?
should she lock her up somewhere
never letting her peek out
or should she put her straight to death….
She fought tears while leaving
who would love and caress her
can it be even remotely same
as to what she lived before…
He had promised it would be good
but would his family be as lovely
would they really cherish her being
and be a loving family?
Her fears told her otherwise
instead of mom would be a critic;
her moments restricted at home and out
working; cleaning; however tired
She would have no say in affairs
even if something concerned her
would she ever be consulted and asked?
Would she ever … fit in?
Would her mother not tease and taunt
question her skills and expertise
would she be insulted for mistakes
Oh! The pain of even thinking …
What if someday she has a strife
by whose side would he stand
would he look for the truth behind
or blindly agree to his family’s version?
Would he leave her alone, such
making her feel out of place
making her rethink the decision,
was marriage even worth?
She left, clutching her heart in hand
maybe she needed a stone instead
wearing a fake mask of strength on face …
and locking the bubbly child inside…!
I feel like being so selfish
Like dragging a dagger down his chest
I can see love in his eyes
But I love him no more!
He caresses in the most lovely way
As if I the only person in world
But my wounds have clutched my soul
Grief rendered me vulnerable no more!
I had become numb from feelings
Neither did I feel happy nor gloomy
And the list to whine had ceased
I wanted to love him back; but I could no more!
He wanted me to be the same
The care and love I used to be
But he couldn’t see what I could
I couldn’t be the same; no more!
In his negligence of behaviour and care
I had bestowed my everything on him
Now he wakes from his slumber
But I desire love no more!
Heart skipping a beat
someone is coming to meet
The wait is finally over
may this just last forever!
Sleep vanished from eyes
sitting idle, excited cries!
Dressed in best, somewhat stressed
may this meeting not be messed
Worried over happenings
why can’t it have a happy ending?
Meetings which are undisclosed
how long do restrictions stay imposed?
Would people turn hysterical?
Looking around for a miracle
And secretly, amongst the fest
Why can’t the union be blessed?