The Proposal...

As she lays confused about the conflicting emotions,
She takes her phone, clutching on to it,
As if her life depends on the Picture she sees
She starts kissing the phone, unable to reach beyond,
A far away expression mixed with longing etched on her face!
For it is HIM, who is the reason for her happiness!

She is torn by the war raging on her mind.
Too attached to her parents, to go against them
Unable to forget the proposal
Not once, not twice, HE did it again and again.

HE knows, she knows, the end is nearing,
Neither can they believe, nor accept the path of their destiny
Is it sheer stupidity or the love blinding them?
Is there a difference? She asks herself softly.
Only to hear herself crying inside.

Amidst the happiness, there is sadness
Sadness cos both know the Proposal aint enough
Sadness cos she hurts for him and he for her
Sadness cos she is deeply in Love
Sadness cos she said NO!