Binding, No — Not for Now

 
Hey you, I'm warning you—
don't send me any more of those hollow
"Good morning - afternoon - evening - night..." messages.
They make me furious, and what else they do, I can't tell you right now.


I'm restless,
waiting for when we'll meet again.
I can't tell if I'm well or unwell, or neither of the two.


We barely talk for a few seconds each day,
and even then you reply every other day!
And then you say "Good dot dot dot..."!


Let me give you some good news. Listen carefully, then
buy a large-size KitKat and come straight to me.


Today many guests came to our house, and
my marriage is finalized! Our love's innings ends before it begins!
You be the first to congratulate me!
What are you sitting there gaping for? Run to the shop and buy KitKat!


Now let me get to the real story.
Who has the courage to marry such a ready-made rebel like me!
Who even has the courage to give me away...and that too, against my will!


And my wish is this—
if there are more lives after this one, not to marry in any of those lives either.


Sometimes regularly everyone at home bands together...
and inflicts as much marriage-related mental torture as possible before leaving.
At first it hurt terribly, now of course I can bear it.


Yesterday when they were explaining this and that,
I kept thinking only of you.
And thinking of you...I couldn't hear a thing they said!


Other times after they leave,
I spend days feeling very annoyed—
everything they said keeps spinning in my head.


Then I behave quite strangely, feel restless,
but yesterday while feeling you...what they said wasn't even in my mind!


Marriage is just an easily-obtained passport to a loveless life of habit!
What's the need! I'm fine as I am!...Thank you for coming into my life.


Listen, what if we spend our whole lives drowning in love like this,
and say to marriage...kabaddi kabaddi...kabaddi kabaddi...
then...won't this little life...pass by?