Remember the first time we met each other,
The sky was pink and the happiness was scattered everywhere.
The conversation with you, was not so long,
But still we decided to tie a bond.
In starting few months everything was good,
As you loved the food which I cooked.
I was also happy and glad those days,
But was not aware that it will not be same till decades.
Suddenly few changes came,
You started saying that you have given me your name.
The food you provided me was not eaten by you,
Or I think that I'm not a human being for you.
You think that I'm always being dramatic,
But the fact is that your behaviour is so pathetic.
You want me to be happy all the time,
Can't you see the tears which are behind?
Now you hate me because of my dusky skin,
But the difference line between you and me is so thin.
You want me to fulfill all your wishes,
When you are fine you forget all the grudges.
Everything depends upon your mood,
You don't want me to be out of the woods.
My heart is full of grieves you know,
But I don't have a choice to say Yes or No.
What about my dignity and what about my pride,
Which is ruined by you each and every night.
I'm only here because you want me to manage your life.
I think you don't even know the real meaning of wife.
Neither I'm a rubber doll with whom you can play,
Nor you are an idol whom I need to pray.
In these boundaries I cry my heart out,
But nobody is with me who can become my support.
I'm for you to fulfill your basic need,
For growing your generation, I bleed.
I was a short tempered girl,
But you could see that you have changed my world.
I used to object for each and every wrong thing,
But now I'm happily accepting everything.
And if this is the life,
I would rather die,
And you will also be set free from this tie.
What's my situation is I can't tell,
I think it's the time for me to leave this hell.

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© Garima Srivastava