As I crossed
The threshold
Of my new home,
As a bride
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A sad story indeed but very beautifully written. Best wishes, Andrew
Mamta ji, your narration ran with full tempo, inspite of being a long poem, reader cannot miss a line or word...it is so good............heart-wrenching story........well written.
Later asked my husband, 'Who is that woman, Why didn’t she take Part in the celebrations? ' I suggest editing as above. an eloberate one, keeping interest through out. well done.
what a lovely poem..........i was reminded of a movie called water........well penned....suerly
A sad picture of an indian widow, I sow a nomber of in Gujarat, and Rajastan, They can understand by colours some maroon some blue etc, and there is a crual picture in Mathura, There are several in mate Widows, and take and dropp in the night by human vultures.Thanks for reading the naked truth.
Mamta, You have written this with great sympathy and in a touching way. As a man I felt ashamed that my gender could invent such a beastly custom. Although I am not from India, I am familiar with this horrible custom devised by man for his own benefit. Thank you for writing this. B ob
Mamtaji, you have higlighted an important social issue through your touching verse! Raja Ram Mohan Roy & Vidayasagar were pioneers in trying to resolve this problem. Thanks! 10! -Raj Nandy
Mamta, what a sad tale, I don't understand why she was treated this way..? Andrew
mamtaji...very pathetic! if time permits, could you take a look at entry no.263 n 508 of my postings dealing with similar predicament...
Written with great sensitivity. This beautiful woman did not deserve her fate. 10 for your unforgettable poem, Love, SandraX