She looked into the mirror,
Frail and pale, a vision in red,
Lush bronze fell off her back,
The clock had struck, it was time to wed.
Father had chosen the groom to be,
She had given herself to destiny,
Lost in thoughts of her glorious future,
Doused she was in walls of silent epiphany.
The boy was the village's pride,
Apple of his father's eye,
Hopes high were pinned on him,
He followed his father, persona shy.
All eyes on her, she walked to him,
Rituals began and flowers strewn,
Voices echoed, an argument broke,
Her father's turban fell, cloth of maroon.
Sarees of silk and bars of gold,
Had not yet reached said the groom's father,
Since you are late, we make it double,
If you cannot give, then do not bother.
The spineless boy sat very still,
Bride stood up now determined,
Get up and leave, said the Bride,
Father's tears fell, her voice weakened.
The angry groom and family left,
Bride watched, resigned to fate,
Who will hold her hand, Father asked,
He looked hopelessly at the gate.
From the crowd, there rose a voice,
Stood a man, charming in white,
I will hold her hand, said he loudly,
She looked at him, filling with might.
Ceremony passed, they were now wed,
Walking for blessings hand in hand,
Her Father's feet they touched in joy,
Off swept her knight, to a loving land.
-Tanvi
Frail and pale, a vision in red,
Lush bronze fell off her back,
The clock had struck, it was time to wed.
Father had chosen the groom to be,
She had given herself to destiny,
Lost in thoughts of her glorious future,
Doused she was in walls of silent epiphany.
The boy was the village's pride,
Apple of his father's eye,
Hopes high were pinned on him,
He followed his father, persona shy.
All eyes on her, she walked to him,
Rituals began and flowers strewn,
Voices echoed, an argument broke,
Her father's turban fell, cloth of maroon.
Sarees of silk and bars of gold,
Had not yet reached said the groom's father,
Since you are late, we make it double,
If you cannot give, then do not bother.
The spineless boy sat very still,
Bride stood up now determined,
Get up and leave, said the Bride,
Father's tears fell, her voice weakened.
The angry groom and family left,
Bride watched, resigned to fate,
Who will hold her hand, Father asked,
He looked hopelessly at the gate.
From the crowd, there rose a voice,
Stood a man, charming in white,
I will hold her hand, said he loudly,
She looked at him, filling with might.
Ceremony passed, they were now wed,
Walking for blessings hand in hand,
Her Father's feet they touched in joy,
Off swept her knight, to a loving land.
-Tanvi
Too good..thats why Love marriages are best :)
ReplyDeletereally? thanks...well marriage is a gamble, whether love or arranged..we never knw wat can happen. :)
ReplyDeleteYes its good :)...yeah marriage is more a gamble in arranged, in love atleast we knw each other very well and dowry type situations or any other complications doesnt arises, also in 99% cases parents do agree in the end...:) wat say ..
ReplyDeleteHow do u knw if dowry cases dont arise in love marriages! we may love sum1, but we may never knw how exactly their family is..anyway i dnt knw..honestly im a huge supporter of marriage, love n arrange dnt matter..but still i slightly prefer arrange over love. :)
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ReplyDeleteIf a lady has a support of her man then nothin will bother her( love case), in arrange as u have put up a stranger may walk away from marriage and actually it happens in india,,,anyways m no expert as m naive in this area..but yh Marriage is grt bond nd love is in both cases, either marriage or love :)
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