A chapter, an era and a phase of merriment, playfulness, innocence ends only to start a new journey of responsibilities, love, trust and hope.
Every girl has to sail through this voyage but that era is never forgotten and remain etched out beautifully in your heart, forever.
I dedicate this small piece of my writing to all of you women out there, we do shed a sea of emotions during our “Bidai/Rukhsati” (Farewell) as we call it but rarely we vocalize. Here I have tried to attempt the same, for the first time. Hope you find it relatable with your own experiences.
Holding me in your arms for the first time
To giving me off to someone and sublime
Why is this mandatory, I wonder
To cleave your heart and surrender
Silent tears of departure started flowing by
Since the day you engaged me to this unknown guy
How will I live without you and survive
Oh you my mother, how will I even thrive
Myriads of memoirs I have in every nook and corner of this home
One day, I will fill a thousand pages and create a tome
Who would wake me up yelling every morning
Who would tolerate my unnecessary wittering
Looking at the faces of my siblings
Oh without you, how would I be anything
To be a constant woodpecker and annoying
How will I be nudging and enjoying
A day before my wedding farewell
A tsunami generated within my shell
When you, my mother, wrapped your arms around me and cried inaudibly
Pretending to be asleep, I was choked and encumbered in melancholy
Escorting me to my palanquin
And bidding me adieu like a queen
Leaving behind a vast past untold
I embarked on a journey to unfold.
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