I Want to Marry
I am 37,
An age of marriage
A time to mingle in someone’s life
A time to be hand in hand.
My friends all are married;
All busy in their household works
I only alone waiting and watching. . .
My parents are still searching a boy for me...
A boy or a man
A man or a boy
No no they want only a male for me.
A man with any merit or demerit,
A man or divorcee or a widower.
Anyone can marry me,
But must be a man.
Does not matter whether he is rich or poor
Does not matter he will make me happy or sadder.
A lame or dumb
Having any physical deformity does not matter.
Anyhow I must get a man to marry.
Don’t want to listen any more sarcastic comments
Don’t want to see my parents down head.
Oh God! I just want a tag after my name
A few particles of powder in my hair.
Pain of Dowry
I am getting married,
I am happy
with lots of dreams
I am ready. . .
Ready to leave my parent's house
To live in others' house
Ready to serve them
with full passion, love and affection. . .
But it depends
Will they accept me...?
If my parents will fulfill their demands;
Give them a car, a few lac rupee,
with some kg Gold Platinum Jewelery
Then might be
I will be happy...
But if they want more
and Papa will have no more
then what I will do...?
Do they burnt me
in the fuel of dowry
or return me back to home
to bring more dowry. . .
Fulfill my desire,
Give more money to my father
so that I can live happily
and whenever they demand
I will throw on them
to shut their mouth...
© 2012 Dr Anupma Srivastava