The Blessed Curse

The Blessed Curse

She cries, She pleads, She begs, She screams
Only to find all of it vanishing unexplainably unheard
‘How’ could life be so mean & ‘Why’ would life be so mean
When there lied no fault of hers
When there could never be any fault of hers

If given a chance
She could be a boon to her household
Do all the dishes, Wash all the clothes
She would even bear the wraths of her over- pampered brothers
Toil in the fields to support her father
If that could save her from the misery she was bound to suffer

If given a chance to get educated
She would strive real hard
And accomplish the task to get a decent pay
So she could match up to her brothers
Amidst whom it would be difficult for her to stay

If given a chance
She would willingly oblige to get married to a man of ‘their’ choice
And serve his family day and night
Raise his child with all her might
And keep them happy as it was her birthright

Only if given the one chance
She would pour out all of it
On how she could bring a change into all of their lives
On how she would try and benefit them in the years to come by
But Alas! They were her slaughterers
The least they’d do was lend ears to her pleas
They did just what she’d feared they would
Pulled out the tongs
And plucked off her head
Gasping for air
She breathed her last breath