Transition

The house was full of chaos and drama when she was around,

Now it's just another piece of hushed plot.

Everyday was a day of oval shaped rotis

Now she can cook for a mankind.

She was her father's princess, 

Now she occasionally sees him. 

Fighting with her brother for the front seat in the car was her favourite memory,

Now she has learnt to adjust and settle for everything she's got.

She has to take care of the society and her family when,

All she had to take care of, was her pretty dolls.

She used to argue on every little thing,

Now she has learnt to be quiet.

The only fear she had before was the separation of her mother's sari,

Now she has fear of everything. Everyone. 

She tries to feel confident in this suppressing world.

But deep down she knows how hard it is. 

She has got responsibilities to fulfil, chores to be done, equalise with her partner and do everything to escape the cause of shame in the society. 

She has to leave her loved ones and find happiness in someone else's family and make it her own.

She has always been like this. And will always be.