Just a Number

Its for all my pretty ladies who are in the age group 24-30 and are being tortured, forced, cajoled & persuaded to get married soon.

So here I am, excited to turn twenty five
To start an exciting chapter in my life
A quarter century is all I have seen
Not an achievement to my name; No where I have been

This is when I think I better move forward
Little devils inside me remind me I am a coward
People around me are making wedding plans
Making themselves busy, to find a suitable man

For me it’s a beginning, a brand new phase
Time to wander, to explore a new place
Little do I know there is panic all around
The suitable boy is yet to be found

I am asked to get serious about marital bliss
My callous attitude can leave my life amiss
“You’ll soon be an old woman” I am constantly warned
Lonely, miserable and totally scorned

I sit quietly on my desk, tallying balance sheets
Trying to look cam, staying away from the heat
A daughter they have nurtured for a long time
Is suddenly heartless who doesn’t care a dime

All her grades in school, her hard work at work
Her love for the family, her laughter, her perk
All this cant count for family’s esteem
She has to abide by the pre decided scheme

Her own aspirations, her unfulfilled dreams
Her love for chocolate, her affairs with ice cream
All of this and much more
Needs to be stopped shown the exit door

We talk about minds being free of judgment
Yet no one understands girl’s predicament
Age is not just a number, it just never was
We may have landed on the moon, yet clenched by laws
With each passing day my clock is ticking
I need to get serious, have to get kicking
Daddy’s little girl is forced to grow up fast
She finally succumbs to the pressure at last……