When I Didn'T Know Pirs Don'T Marry Others
O love! How was it before!
When we were free…
That Nature’s our yard;
And played whole days, the lovely love games.
When something like ‘society’ we didn’t know;
When our families had no role.
When I didn’t know, your religious father’s as rigid
And your charming brother as proud.
When I didn’t know, I must make money—somehow
And earn you.
When I didn’t know, ‘pirs don’t marry others!’
When I presented you on paper-pieces
Sweet fragments, and you
Acknowledged with slipping smiles, and chic chuckles,
Or loud laughs
And called it exaggeration.
When we thought it as easy,
And fought on phone, on naming our children,
I proffered a flimsy female child
And you wanted tough boys.
(Pir is a clergyman in kashmiri) and they restrain from marrying Muslims of other castes.
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