The hesitation, profound as kaajal,
smearing under her eyes, her fingertips counting the strangers, who addressing
her as “New Mamma”, although she had learnt about concept of marriage through
her friends, Two bodies—one soul. Her gullible friends might have forgotten to
count the kids i.e. five bodies…and One soul?
With empty eyes, her shaking breath,
searching for the person she tied knot with, past night. Here she could only found the bare room
suffocated with some whispering utterance, “Second-Wife”. She was smiling at their stupidity because
those experienced people couldn’t even determine who the second one is.
- Ankita Chauhan
