In Pursuit of Love

End to a perfect day Outside the car, I wait Are we meeting as friends or is this our very first date I was puzzled what to wear I decided my trusty black shirt and messy hair Winter blossoms and winds get cold Uncertain as to what this evening might hold Then she appears, radiating as she walks Her voice so child-like when she talks I open the door and she smiles again From there on our special night begins Little anxious, I understood she was nervous Hair in a knot, legs crossed looking serene on the surface I believe my words were flattering as I described her what I thought I couldn't lie she looked gorgeous in the moonlit dark Then her pink lips turned to a familiar smile On that face, my eyes kept fixated for a while The knot opens, she lets down her hair Forgive my manners, I can’t help but stare It must have been rude, so I started stealing glances Who knew we would connect so easily, what were the chances I notice the little glint in her eyes ...

'I am sick of this!' she grunted loudly. Sitting on the bank of River Godavari in the city of  Paithan , Ilaa felt strangled by her father as he pressured her into getting married. She threw a small rock in the flow of the river and watched the ripple. This was her escape from reality. Watching the river glisten and flow like a free spirit, overcoming all obstacles. However, not even the pleasant breeze or submerging her feet in the water could keep her mind off her father ’ s words.  That morning, while cooking chapatis ,  Ilaa overheard her father Vaivasvata Manu, talking to her elder brother Govind.  “ After this harvest, it would be the best time to get Ilaa married. ”  Her brother agreed and said,  “ Merchants are always looking for good brides for their sons. ”  Those words filled her heart with outrage. Last year, she sacrificed her education and started working on the fields so that she could avoid marriage. However, Ilaa...

Most women own a pair of Black High heels When I asked few of my female friends, why girls buy so many shoes? The answers I received left me scratching my temple. Few of the replies that I got were: “ Everyone has different reasons.” “The dress should match the shoes, and the other way around.” “Because we loooooooovvvvvve Shooooooeeeesssssss.” “Accessories can make a colored top look amazing, and gives variation to eyesight.” “I buy them when I feel sad.” And the best answer that I got was: “I am shifting to my new place, and two cartons are full of shoes.” When I asked again about my question, I got pictures of those cartons.  So the conclusion I came upon was that it makes them happy. But, I was still left with the question as to how those things that we wear on our feet can make a human being happy?