Do Not Keep The Gift Here
Posted: 09 Jan 2018, 19:37
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shouts Meera's mother- in -law.
It is Deepavalli.
She screams. Annoyed, Meera's brother
walks with the presents.
Meera is in tears. What more can a young
girl of twenty plus do?
"Not the first time," she sobs,
Meera is inconsolable.
Picks up her bags,
leaves the place with her boys.
Tells them, "I do not wish
to participate in any festival
in this household."
The four-year-old replies,
"Mom, we will celebrate Deepavalli
at home. No more at grandmothers."
The younger one nods his head,
Meera fondles him. The child
wipes her tears. Gently, kisses her.
Original
shouts Meera's mother- in -law.
It is Deepavalli.
She screams. Annoyed, Meera's brother
walks with the presents.
Meera is in tears. What more can a young
girl of twenty plus do?
"Not the first time," she sobs,
Intrigued, resolves.
Picks up her bags,
leaves the place in a huff.
Tells her sons, "I do not wish
to participate in any festival
in this household."
The four-year-old replies,
"Mom, we will celebrate Deepavalli
at home. No more at grandmothers."
The younger one nods his head,
Meera fondles him. The child
wipes her tears. Gently, kisses her.
shouts Meera's mother- in -law.
It is Deepavalli.
She screams. Annoyed, Meera's brother
walks with the presents.
Meera is in tears. What more can a young
girl of twenty plus do?
"Not the first time," she sobs,
Meera is inconsolable.
Picks up her bags,
leaves the place with her boys.
Tells them, "I do not wish
to participate in any festival
in this household."
The four-year-old replies,
"Mom, we will celebrate Deepavalli
at home. No more at grandmothers."
The younger one nods his head,
Meera fondles him. The child
wipes her tears. Gently, kisses her.
Original
shouts Meera's mother- in -law.
It is Deepavalli.
She screams. Annoyed, Meera's brother
walks with the presents.
Meera is in tears. What more can a young
girl of twenty plus do?
"Not the first time," she sobs,
Intrigued, resolves.
Picks up her bags,
leaves the place in a huff.
Tells her sons, "I do not wish
to participate in any festival
in this household."
The four-year-old replies,
"Mom, we will celebrate Deepavalli
at home. No more at grandmothers."
The younger one nods his head,
Meera fondles him. The child
wipes her tears. Gently, kisses her.