Dont Climb up! Don't play! Swimming? Please, just stray! A new skirt? No, not now! It's your father, You 'have' to bow! Wash the utensils! Because are books aren't your thing! Blood stains? It's just a "youth sting"! Boil some water. And fetch some eggs! Stay away from the boys! Don't ever spread your legs! Keep your eyes low! And sit straight! Legs together! Go arrange the plates! Learn to cook! Long lists to do Dress up well! And braid your hair too!
Everything it was, That I heard when I was a child And now when I am growing I wish I'd been a little wild On this wedding day The only thing I think 'When will all this be over?' 'When will my heart again Sing?' Dressed up I am, But, the compliments are none. I am trying my best, But the orders are a tonne. Bangles and sequences, Red sarees I wear! Layers of makeup, And itching everywhere. But I'll keep myself ready And I'll sanitize myself And if he says so, I will sterilize myself I was told that I am his So it's his choice My head belongs to him So I wont raise my voice
Legends I will nurture And the pain I will bare I'll please everybody Even though nobody cares! Then again I'll wait, For him in the bed. Hoping for some appreciation Until I lay dead.