When you say about your marriage
One can feel inside the heart
Glowing with fondness of exotic affection
It’s almost marrying a country,
Their traditions, their values
Which are so alien to you…
Where have gone all the time
The poring over the books
The effort to learn and adopt
To love and be loved
From the corner lands of India
The gullies and chawls
The mud alleyways.. unknown routes
The villages and smiles..
You never seen on any GPS
Trying to find new people.. The forgotten friends…
They say ‘sita’ is great.. She went unquestioningly to forest
With an over dutiful rama..
I feel every woman is great who made
A foreign land her own.. Trying to emulate
Their systems and methods
Just for one thing in return… their LOVE
Wrapping in saree.. salwar… just to be one of them
Oh! Memsaab! You are wrapping all of us
Enticingly forever.. in your charm and love
By just sheer affection!!
Ohh! I feel great just about thinking them
Rebecca’s,philine’s,christina’s of the world…
What’s in a name????????
When your soul is Indian?
The compassion you show towards problems
The effort you put to reach out hearts…
With smiles.. Travelling miles..
So many things you did for us..
For poor souls of love and affection
For people who don’t know how to express themselves
The haves and have not’s!
We may become an memoire..page after page
But we are wafted in your kind aroma of love!
The color of your skin don’t mean anything
Before your kinship for humanity!
We journey forever to see goddesses
A one-way street to attain nirvana..
Why don’t we worship woman who
Made a foreign culture their own..
Trying to learn attire and values..
Blending the best of the both worlds!
Oh! Mem Saab! We agree that
Marrying an Indian is like marrying India..
We feel great that you are our daughter
Just born in a different soil….
You very well know the saying…
A daughter is a daughter ALL HER LIFE!
(Dedicated to all foreign woman who married an Indian and brought their humanity as a DOWRY)