like life was simple for her,
like home was sweet...
she lived in a box full of memories
the kind of love she had seen, protection received,
she was innocent as a kid... when slowly,
in the light in her eyes, shyness conceived
one day .. her sister was given away in a feast,
they called her marriage... she was asked to look upbeat,
in a sari... she didn't know, how to be...
later, they told her, she was to be wed , to some guy she never even met
they didn't shake hands, no numbers exchanged,
not even a conversation, till the rings exchanged,
and suddenly, she was somebody's wife,
her mother instructed her to love her husband...
this girl of 20, had known love to be found not commanded
this trip that demanded love, scrapped of her soul parts that made her
that night, she was left alone with this stranger husband, with giggles n milk
she knew too highly of love to believe this was it..
that man , didn't much talk to her soul, but did to her body
he held her breasts instead of her hands, kissed her lips when she tried to utter a "NO"
she screamed for help and denied that ravaging, but alas,
nobody paid any heed, she was "congratulated" with giggles and gifts the morning next
she went through with it night after night,
she complained it to her mother, to which she found another giggle
like those giggles were all ridiculing her, like her brain was about to burst, her veins rupture,
only when she thought it couldn't get worse, she was soon a mother to be...
a child out of scars she carried and delivered
"love" as she had learned was just a delusion
the light in her eyes were now long gone
the charm her smiles were fake and cumbersome
now that its been 20 odd years, she has existed and not really lived
breathed in and out but never felt... abused verbally and sexually
she has done just what she had to...
adapted... tried to be happy being where she was
and NOW how dare the world come to her and say, have a mind of your own...
when her mother, herself let her drown, how dare she ask her to lift off the frown?
she is now... as she had to be .. to breathe and at least try to live!
to me today all she says, listen to your heart, keep all others at bay!
live your life, with stories to tell.... I'll hear them and for once
feel the freedom brush my face like a breeze...
and I am here her proud peace!
like home was sweet...
she lived in a box full of memories
the kind of love she had seen, protection received,
she was innocent as a kid... when slowly,
in the light in her eyes, shyness conceived
one day .. her sister was given away in a feast,
they called her marriage... she was asked to look upbeat,
in a sari... she didn't know, how to be...
later, they told her, she was to be wed , to some guy she never even met
they didn't shake hands, no numbers exchanged,
not even a conversation, till the rings exchanged,
and suddenly, she was somebody's wife,
her mother instructed her to love her husband...
this girl of 20, had known love to be found not commanded
this trip that demanded love, scrapped of her soul parts that made her
that night, she was left alone with this stranger husband, with giggles n milk
she knew too highly of love to believe this was it..
that man , didn't much talk to her soul, but did to her body
he held her breasts instead of her hands, kissed her lips when she tried to utter a "NO"
she screamed for help and denied that ravaging, but alas,
nobody paid any heed, she was "congratulated" with giggles and gifts the morning next
she went through with it night after night,
she complained it to her mother, to which she found another giggle
like those giggles were all ridiculing her, like her brain was about to burst, her veins rupture,
only when she thought it couldn't get worse, she was soon a mother to be...
a child out of scars she carried and delivered
"love" as she had learned was just a delusion
the light in her eyes were now long gone
the charm her smiles were fake and cumbersome
now that its been 20 odd years, she has existed and not really lived
breathed in and out but never felt... abused verbally and sexually
she has done just what she had to...
adapted... tried to be happy being where she was
and NOW how dare the world come to her and say, have a mind of your own...
when her mother, herself let her drown, how dare she ask her to lift off the frown?
she is now... as she had to be .. to breathe and at least try to live!
to me today all she says, listen to your heart, keep all others at bay!
live your life, with stories to tell.... I'll hear them and for once
feel the freedom brush my face like a breeze...
and I am here her proud peace!
