I don’t know from where should I begin, and where should I end,
I don’t know what should I say, and which song I should sing.
You know everything Mother, why I am writing this to you.
To tell you my story when you set me free,
A little girl’s story since she was only three.
When I was a kid, I wanted to play,
To get down the lanes, and get dirty in the clay.
To have some chocolates and those Barbie toys,
But, there was no one to hear my voice.
I worked harder and studied to fulfill your dreams,
And I never disturbed father with my tears and screams.
I walked with a smile beyond all fears,
But, I always wondered why you were not here.
When I grew sixteen, I started liking a guy,
In front of whom I could smile and get a little shy.
He made me feel happy, made me feel beautiful,
Like my dreams were becoming true and useful.
I loved him a lot, but there were few fears,
Father loves me more, I always thought with tears.
“Should I be a good daughter? Or Should I be a great lover? “
A question in my mind that I could answer never.
Time passed by, and one day father came with a surprise.
He found me a groom who was rich, smart and nice.
I never saw father so happy since you left.
He shouted and was happy like her daughter got the best.
I promised father that I agree by what you saw,
After a good daughter, I would be a great daughter-in-law.
Not much to say more Mother, I have my wedding tomorrow,
I am smiling and writing this to share all my sorrows.
I don’t know if my smiles and tears will rain again,
But my feelings and love will not be the same.
I will leave my father and will not be here.
But ask your God to give the happiness of his share.
Hug me Mother for one last time,
And your daughter is strong, Please don’t cry…