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Marriage


Come on,
Let’s get married!
But
You not to me
Me not to you
Rather
Let’s marry our dreams
Our future plans

Because gone are the days
Of husband and wife
Now we shall be partners
Shall befriend ourselves
To grow old together

Sometime I will wash dishes
And you cook the dinner
Sometime I will take care of baby
And you be the breadwinner
You may ride my bike to job
And I will take your scooter

Let’s not dream of being Romeo-Juliet
Let’s not pursue Bollywood vibes
Let’s make our own world
And live practical life
Your friend's birthday party- backless top
Barcelona vs. Real Madrid- Me with Carlsberg
Let’s accept our freedom!

Let’s break the stereotype
H-u-s-b-a-n-d and W-i-f-e
With trust
With love
Let’s write the pages of our life!!

- Biranchi Poudyal
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