Kanyadaan

A day with lots of dreams,

Colourful weather with all means,

The beautiful fragrance of flowers,

And a loving breeze all over,

Time has passed half the way,

As the moment came on my way,

Two sitting blocks in parallel,

And two are in an angle,

A holistic process on the name of rituals,

Challenging all the way to my emotions,

Giving away, yes, it's the ritual,

Am I an object to handover as a ritual?

Time changed, people changed,

Giving away, the ritual never changed,

Giving away, it gives the pain,

Giving away, get stucks in the vein,

Kanyadaan, yes it's a ritual!

Going away, yes it's a ritual!

Giving my hand in his hands,

With few mantras and garlands,

Weather changes, breeze changes,

As those dews, rolls on the faces,

Time has passed all the way,

As the final moment came on the way!