Krishna Shivkumar Yadav, 29 june 2014
My whole life I nurtured thee, the light of my home.And now the time has arrived when I shall bid youfarewell. Clad in red silk on thy wedding day, with thescandal paste on thy forehead, and adorned as ayoung bride I’m losing thee tonight. But beforeembracing and plugging you into my chest, finallytransferring a cache of affection, I shall handle thelight of my home in groom’s hand taking my departurein the shadow. And when thee as a young bride inwooden palanquin had gone, I shall wash my eyes withmy tears unbeknownst to thee.
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