With strong roots in an Indian tradition,
She entered the house of her in-laws.
They looked all chirpy and their face glowed with smiles,
But inside they were hungry to satisfy their mirth,
By destroying her precious self-worth.
She wanted to build a home well knitted by love,
But she found herself caged in shackles of responsibilities,
That was not solely her own.
She needed her husband’s support,
But all she got was his ignorance,
She needed her mother in-law’s love,
But her heart got pierced by her sharp taunts.
She sought her father in-law’s blessings,
But all she got to hear was his insatiable greedy comments.
She was left alone in between these vultures,
Who sucked her inner peace and self-respect.
Every day she would sit on her balcony all by herself,
And introspect where she had been wrong,
But later on, she realized this is how a woman’s life has always been,
A sacrifice for everyone who was unjust and mean.
She had to give up her self-esteem,
Just to see her loved one’s faces beam.
She does all the household work,
While they greet her with a smirk.
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