The love story of our traditional marriage
(Based i on the post by my friend Vasu Iyengar . Thanks to him)
After three times of serving sweets and savouries,
I nodded yes the fourth groom who came to see me,
And at last my marriage was fixed with a person,
Whom I did not know at all, ofcourse with my “Yes”
Suddenly my life changed a lot in my home,
My mother who used to be very critical ,
Of each and every act of mine , started ,
Showering tonnes and tonnes of love.
Suddenly my younger sister who was ,
Having “Tom and Jerry “ relationship,
Became extremely close to me ,
And my father suddenly started buying all that I want.
With shopping with my friends and chatting and texting ,
With my would be husband without limits , my life passed sweetly,
My mother and father started talking with me freely,
Which included even adult cinema material.
Suddenly I came to understand problems of my home,
And suddenly I felt as if i am stranger in my own house,
My sister slep daily hugging me tightly while sleeping,
And some days I became wet with her tears.
Even a day before the marriage relations started coming ,
And every one seems to have lot of advices for me ,
Though I too was eager to become some one else’s property,
I did notice that the faces of both my parents looked faded.
Early morning , I had to get up and was handed over,
To experts from beauty parlour who troubled me a lot,
And after that when I saw myself in the mirror, I looked strange,
And I burst in to tears and my mother hugged me and told me not to crty.
Even before I could retort to mother , the photographers were busy with me.
And later when smell of my pet dishes were wafting everywhere , my parents,
Told me that I should not take food till my marriage got over, and when,
I was being taken to marriage stage , I was very greatly nervous.
When I sat by the side of my groom, he was shivering in shyness ,
And my sister and my friends smiled in a very peculiar way,
Due to huge smoke in the stage my eyes were itching but for fear
Of the kajal sprading I had to keep quiet and my groom necame my husband.
I was terribly hungry but there was unending relatives and friends ,
To shake my hand, wish me and tease me and at that time my back itched,
And when i was struggling my husband wanted me to meet all his relations,
And after all my hunger became a paiful saga they took me to take food.
The meals was a terriblke affair , with all my near and dear deserting me,
And I being surrounded by rank strangers every where that I could see ,
The time for departure came and my fathed acted as if he is very busy ,
Avoided seeing me and my mother was stifling her upcoming sobs .
And when my mother in law , called me I hugged my mother tightly
Never wanting to leave her and I was made to go with tears making my face black.
And when me and He were alone in the car , I felt as if I am breath less,
And I requested him to switch off the AC and open the windows,
He nodded his head, and with care and love caught my hand and pressed it softly ,
And then I closed my eyes and leaned on his shoulders , remembering the good old days .