It is me
It is me in turban
Dressed in urban style
To give look of folks
When I started to talk in marriage function
Most of the people had wore this head gear
This they tried to how close they were
To the tradition of past years
I too took it to come near
How great the feelings rushed
Sentimentally I was pushed
The people in past were taking it as honor
It almost meant "head high towards sky" with pride color
I was fascinated at this concept
People were ready to sacrifice and act
If their prestige was any time at stake
The relation was to come at standstill or break
I felt that way and agreed
The individual need
Some feelings for tradition held
It was pride and valued at more than the gold
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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