Across the door, I used to see a pearl
There once lived a majestic girl
She had an enigmatic air
No one missed her elegant flair
I saw her bloom since her childhood years
Till she was a teen living without fears
Morning she slung her bag and went out free
Late night arrivals, she was out on a spree
Living wild, living out
Living chic, living loud
She lived her freedom, she loved her life
She was naive about the societal knife
She told her mother she was in love
She was turned down, she met with a rebuff
Her outings were axed, her movements confined
She wept alone, her parents were no more kind
She packed her bags, she gave up her home
Next morning she was away, now she was gone
Living mild, living in humility
Craving a life, living like a liability
Now she had a life & it was pristine
But for a blink, then it lost its sheen
Husband, kids, in-laws & daily chores, it was all she had
No shoulder to lean on, no one to look upon when she was sad
Generating money, sustaining a home & a wrinkled face
Exhausting herself, with charred skin & a subdued space
One night she died, & everyone cried, now who'd do the furnace, who'd cook the rice
I thanked the divinity, good God she passed away, her life was a duel between happiness & sacrifice
Succumbing to situations, sinking in the mire
A lady like her, we see everyday blazing in our tangible desire
She was an Indian lady...
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