The Alliance

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“She’s getting too old!”

Pushpa aunty told.

“Better get her a mate

To escape ill-fate.

Let me help you here

With a boy so dear

We’re looking every where

For a pretty girl who’s fair.

Educated but homely

For our son so lonely.”

“You just saved us,

See what she does,

My daughter well-read

Says, marriage she won’t tread.

It’s a world she dreads

Being tied down by threads.”

“Oh! These girls so educated

Seem so agitated

Don’t they need a man

To give them all they can?

My son is just perfect

Same caste, same sect

Has a big fat pocket

Enough to buy a rocket.

Lucky, your princess

We expect so less

Just some cash and a car

You needn't go too far!

About jewels I won’t talk

As I know you’d have stock

From the day you had a girl

It’s been part of your world.”

“Thank you Pushpa, I feel so bright

To me the match looks all right

We have saved some money

For our dear little Honey

She’s ambitious and smart

Bright head and soft heart.

She…..

“That really doesn't matter

Girls’ dreams do shatter

It’s nothing very new

Mine did too.

In time she’ll be expert

At cleaning away dirt

Taking care of us

Without any fuss

Cooking up dishes

Will be something she wishes

Serving guests well

So that our hearts swell.”

“Pushpa, take it cool

For I ain't a fool

To give my daughter away

Go elsewhere to bray

I sure for you will pray

To get a girl one day.”

And my daughter, let her fly

The sky so high

Let her find her love

Who fits like hand in glove.”