Sunday, 28 May 2017

Strange Indian Mister

Mother heard the car honk at the gate
Sees the clock , judges them not late
Opening the door, letting the duo enter
Daughter threw her bag, earthquake's epicenter.
What's the matter, practice over early today?
Mum, quit drama, I know my fee you didn't pay
Yeah we didn't, what's there in your dance
Only few reach high, it's pure chance
No more words uttered, only door slammed;
The girl gone, mum dad stood jammed

While the pool of tears was about to form
She felt a touch of something warm
Why do you cry and make yourself sad
It's been going since ages, destiny's like that.
I do not know who you are mister
But would you say that, if I were your sister.
Yes dear girl, the drill is the same
You give up your dreams for reasons lame.

But I really wanted to dance and sing
And act and make a grand living
Such a fantasy, didn't your parents warn
In India you dream based on where you're born
They did warn, but I didn't learn
I thought I'll reach if I'll be stern

I think they are right, I should study hard
Give up fictitious worlds, get good report card
And maybe if I just work little perfect
My life with my dreams may be specked
Oh no girl! You belong to general category,
An average student, I salute you for bravery.

Then what should I do, you suggest mister,
How to cure this burning blister?
Lower expectations, apply some ice
Everyone in India, faces this bias.

But why do sir, I have freedom none
When the boy next door learns to shoot with a gun
Dear miss believer, if you dreamt so high
Why did you not let win, the chromosome Y
And this is how this strange Indian mister
Presented the girl, with twister after twister.

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