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The Big Fat Indian Wedding doesnt work for me

I am not marriage material and hope never will be

For a truly haappy couple I am yet to see

And singlehood is my sanity, my will always freee

Its not that marriage is a terrible fumble

I just dont see the point to the whole gamble

Why have a bachelor bash before a wedding night

When every day can be a party in its own right

Kids I love and want my own some day

But marriage isnt necessary, I truth I say

Adoption is an option too that I like

Give a home to a crazy little tyke

The best alternative is still a dog, my own

A friend for life, who lick my worries till they are gone

Luckily the Dad seems to not care

The mother for now is fighting fair

But when the tears come and come they will

I might just swallow that bitter little pill

God save the Lady  that fate throws my way

Every single second, every minute of the day.

 

Now dont get excited you all, nothing is happening. But the mother has started making more noises than usual, as she always does  before a trip back to India. My trump cards are running out, and there was nothing else I felt like writing about so typeed this 😛