Singular And Plural Poem by Shyam Chakraborty

I am a perpetual student,
with a book of jurisprudence

a few days back you
made yourself full with your better half
and as almost most of them
smeared vermilion on
forehead and voluntarily took
conch shell handcuff.

O, you are society's paradigm of ideal
householder?
but hold on for a while
since Thursday you transformed
into a belly enhanced avatar...

O, that's a start, only a start of
pampering,
Cupid's bombshell I am aware
in long run, let it be a warm-hearted darting.

O, thank you for your invitation,
you may calculate,
but my vagabond diary is less burdened
but still I will show my importance by
some calculation,
For now my mother's only desire
is to see Onkita,
She prayed that wedding night
for your happy married-life
and was happy seeing the picture
on Facebook of your wife,
and blessed, blessed and blessed...

while that night I was 'busy'
with National Geographic's
documentary on wildlife....
and having no qualms to say
still I'm stuck in Disney,
far away from nuptial bondage's tyranny.

Wish you a happy married life.