Sheetal Ashpalia
I was ‘Sister’ once upon a time,
Today for the same little ones, I’m ‘Aunty’,
Those who called me by my name,
Suddenly, change their ways.
I am no longer a young girl they say,
But now a married woman,
Overnight, a new name, a new life,
New responsibilities I shoulder, time to time.
Do you recall that I was born here?
That this is my home too?
Though I now live in another.
Why do I forget my old life to carve a new one?
Why has my identity changed?
Really does a person change with a new name?
Or is it the relationships?
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That so true and very well put… Something that we face in our life💚💚
Thank you Kirti
Very touching! Beautifully written!
Thanks a lot Nitika
Each woman’s story.
Thank you Ma’am
So moving poem! Beautifully put
Thank you Pooja
Poignant poem, Sheetal. 💚
Thanks a lot Moonmoon
Simply beautiful
Thanks Natasha
Reality,every girl has to experience.
Just loved it Sheetal
Moving verse. Feel every word💚💚