If she got married that does not mean, she doesn’t want to play cricket anymore.
That does not mean she is no more fond of having teddy bear’s and barbie doll’s in her life.
If she got married that does not mean,she does not want to dance in rain.
That does not mean she is no more fond of building castles on the sand dunes.
What do you think she is?
Artifact or a machine? The vermilion cannot define her.
Not even the beautiful silk saree around her waist can define what she is.
And my dear beautiful man, yes, not even you can put me into ‘the’ words.
Okay. Let me tell you WHO AM I ..
Behind the cloth draped around my body and under the veil lies my joy of being ‘me’.
I am the rejoicing child alive who died of being a dang.