POEM
It was a low-key marriage
----a story of elopement.
It was a love-affair between both,
but,
she hailing from a rich family
and he a lower middle-class youth,
her parents, siblings
and close relatives
opposed tooth and nail to the relationship.
Albeit their opposition
she stuck to her decision like a rock
and ran away with him
in the thick of one night.
They fled to a faraway place
and got married in front of a temple
exchanging garlands.
She was empty-handed
he had some money with
him
and took a house for rent.
‘Scaling heights is
everyone’s dream
but remember my dear
life has its highs and lows
like mountains and valleys.
Hence while aiming high
bow down
and see the plight of poor ones
at the lower strata of society
dreaming for at least two
square meals a day’ – he
was telling her choking with emotion
on their first night
at their rented home
at a strange village.
She planted kisses
dime a dozen on
his forehead and her cheeks
eyes gone teary……
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