Theory Of Relativity Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

Brought into our life,
as our kins fall in love with you,
before we fall in front of you,
to make you the kings of our hearts.

Decisions are made,
Arrangements are done,
we have to be happy
as they are happy.

Look at a baby when hugged,
no reciprocation with hanging hands,
Indian women are like that
on their marriage day.

Nothing to understand,
as our elders understand the grooms.
No preferences and no knowledge,
Just we are pushed into the union.

Each and every tribulation,
they are there to support us.
Each and every success,
they ae there to celebrate with us.

No holiday destinations,
only temple visits,
No big luxury, simple life,
Still we are contented.

Depression is an unknown word,
as we are always surrounded.
Expectations are none,
as we are always there for our relatives.