The Twist For The Best.. Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

Boy, don’t touch the girl who is not yours,
The mothers told time and again to the boys,
Be the virgin until you get married, girls,
Your chastity is our property, father warns.

She was very sad, not yet finding a groom,
The parents tried and the relatives gossiped,
She was too weak to be strong for many months,
The phone bell rang and a groom’s mother called.

My son was the charming of all, holding the degrees a lot,
If you married my only son, I might keep you as the princess,
She couldn’t believe and took the next flight to meet the prospect,
Her heart was not jittery no more, but calm and quiet.

The first time when she met the first alliance,
She was very happy and dreamed about the meeting,
In the middle of their living room, surrounded by kith and kin,
The subsequent tries had ended as mutual dislike.

She sat on the seat, waiting for the hostess,
To do the exercise and ask them to switch off the devices,
She got a message and it was from the groom,
He requested her not to come, as he had another one.

She was shocked, all alone in the crowded flight,
She started to cry for her misfortune, while the pilot,
Was at work, She was on the way to the unknown place,
Where she expected her groom would wait with the gift.

She was landed and had to check and move out,
Sitting in the airport arrival hall, she was in tears,
A handsome man came to her side and asked her for the reasons,
Out of desperation, she poured her heart out.

He sat beside her and listened to her woes,
Consoled her in the choicest words,
Those can melt the heart of a bride,
He arranged for her safe return with a simple smile.

My son was the charming of all, holding the degrees a lot,
If you married my only son, I might keep you as the princess,
All these words echoed in her mind, while her house bell rang,
There the man she met at the Airport stood with his parents.