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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=570997" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Rupa</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I had heard her name whispered, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Among ladies of good 'culture', </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In hushed tones it was said....</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She was of easy morale! ! ! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Often at social do's, She would be spite upon.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Away from all these, I wondered what she longed for? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Leaving alone a family of three, Husband, daughter and son of eight, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">How could a mother set herself free? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">At daybreak, didnt her heart ache, to see her baby's face? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Men may be from Mars, And a wife may get tired, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But a mother? Didnt her heart bleed, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">At evenings, whenever she missed her daughter? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oblivious to my musings, I heard she lives</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In solitary confinement.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Away from prying eyes, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nestled in her mothers care, with the love-child she had, by her lover! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her lover, a man younger in years, had finally left her</div><div style="margin:10px 0">.Its said, inspite of her husbands entreaties, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">She had left, her home and children, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Privileges of a blessed life, she had forsaken............</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But why? Why does a woman choose to defy? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Known to be a gentile woman, And yet today she is despised! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Does it ever cross her mind, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">At what cost and why, did she buy this ignominy? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Happiness, future, power, positionShe left it all behind! ! ! ! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I fail to gather, how and why Did she decide, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">To throw it all awayFor a whimsical fanciful fly? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Unbeknown to her, I try to findThe frailities of a human-life, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">That often tends to put us on our worst side.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But is it worth a try? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is she happy, at peace with her love-child? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the son-daughter she left behind? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They say for them she has all but died! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Will they ever understand, forgive her intrigue? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">What she wanted and what she has, I know not, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Having never met her, i can hardly justify.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But Rupa, I do think of you, And of your travails too.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At times when I am at the end of my patience, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I close my eyes and remember you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I have chosen silence, so have you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And remain ignoramus, no matter whats said by who.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Boishakhi+Mitro">Boishakhi Mitro</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=570997" data-title="Rupa de Boishakhi Mitro" data-description="I had heard her name whispered, Among ladies of good 'culture', In hushed tones it was said.... She was of easy morale! ! ! Often at social do's, She would be spite upon. Away from all these, I wondered what she longed for? Leaving alone..."></div> </div> </div>
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