There was confusion in the eyes of the seven year old Surangi as they dipped mango leaves into the sandal-turmeric paste to anoint her. She did not know what marriage meant, she was just told that she would move into a new home in a village far away and Yashoda mami would be her mother-in-law. Fighting back tears she...
My poetry dwells in the infinite sadness of the broken and the heartless.
True love disguised in the form of an arranged setup. Two people living different lifestyles come across each other in a auspicious function called marriage. Even though belonging to different backgrounds they are meant to be together forever....