The Ordinary Family
The Ordinary Family1 min 307 1 min 307
Somewhere in a village in Theni
Knew no fear, this dusky girl Kayalvizhi
The dusty roads and plantain groves
All through the year she tread.
In her arms, a pot she held
Multiplication tables today she said
Her anklets sang a happy song
For the walk to the well was a mile long
Harder than picking chaff from rice
Was separating Kannan from the cot at sunrise
Waking up could just about wait
His sister was not back with water, right?
He stared at the cycle against the wall
Weren't two wheels faster than a mile to walk?
I can pedal, if she could not
Though culture allowed, amma would not.
By the stove, the lady of the house
Was planning ahead with her spouse
"A couple of years and it will be right,
To send her away and bring a bride.
It is important we uphold our tradition,
Of having not one but two wedding celebrations"
A wealthy girl for her lazy son
For her smart girl child, a foolish one.