What they will say when they’ll see;
Or, what they will think about me,
Will they accept my love or not;
Will they be happy or forcefully tie a knot,
Will they be able to understand my shy attitude;
Or else will they consider me to be rude,
Oh God, I am such an over thinker;
I think a lot, does it helps!-no never,
Is this a standard quality or a reason of distress;
Don’t know but this is what I happen to possess,
I try to find meaning in everything;
I don’t like getting one word answers be’cz from them I have to dig the meaning,
Sometimes I struggle to have a sleep;
Sometimes the fear of worse gets so deep,
I weigh pros and cons in all situations that can be;
I keep analyzing people around me,
I tend to very easily assume things;
Making choices becomes tough for me be’cz decisions don’t come easily from within,
Yes I am an over thinker but it doesn’t have any harm;
Be’cz I know every individual has its own charm.

An Indian Bride…

Today an Indian bride is not just a decent girl with good values and looking like a fairy;
it’s more of how much she is carrying with her in the form of dowry,

Society- the so called driving force for an Indian’s every activity;
neither it’s something to praise nor is a matter of dignity,

“Log kya kahenge”- struggling always with this in mind;
people often forget their own interest and continue to grind,

Being 36-24-36 is expected out of every bride;
but they forget that beauty comes in all shapes and size,

People have made even bridal makeup a mockery;
be’cz to me it appears like layers of a multi colored kulfi,

Even the bride doesn’t care now much about the happiness and blessings;
be’cz the thing which bothers her is whether to wear lehnga or kurti with leggings,

May be this happens because it’s her day so she wants to enjoy with her besties;
hanging around, making poses and clicking selfies,

I know enjoying high and a little show off is not a crime;
as things, culture and the way of celebration changes with the time.