1.RETURNED BLANK 2. DAUGHTER : POEMS OF REENA MENARIA
1.RETURNED BLANK 2. DAUGHTER : POEMS OF REENA MENARIA
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It happened for the first time
In history of the village
That a daughter refuted
To attend wedding rituals
And wedding party had to
Go back without bride
In whole street and community
Questioning eyes were raised in unity
Questioning lips demanded explanation
How come that wedding procession
Had returned without bride
But who could ever realize
That in the village
For the first time
A daughter dared
And took her decision prime
To decide her own future
That is why
The wedding procession
Returned empty handed
With shattered pride
Without bride.
DAUGHTER
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Hanging on peg
The purse that was hanging
On her shoulder so far
She came and sat beside her mother
After inquiring about her well- being
Moved to kitchen
Prepared two cups of tea
For both of them
Sipping tea, Maa ushered
O that ! You were my son
In the evening, eating porridge
Prepared by daughter
Maa again ushered
O that ! You were my son
Daughter just smiled
Lovingly, combing hair
Caressing hands of
Her daughter
Kissed her and again
Ushered same words
O that! You were my son
Addressing the daughter
Who was reciting
Shlokas of Gita for her
Maa, again ushered
O that! You were my son
Ultimately, the daughter ushered
O! Maa, if I were your son
Then, probably
You would have been elsewhere.....
Words abruptly flashed from her mouth
Yeah! Probably in old age home.
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