It’s been over a week since my one and only marriage,
My one and only marriage to a wonderful woman: Nirmala.
Such an evening it was for me before the night and during the ceremony,
To be joining my hands (of truthful life) to such an adoring truthful wife.
We felt love spread within us, from the first time we met,
We felt honesty, genuine, trust and total fulfilment of each other straight away.
Yet, till this day, we both cannot believe what has been done, in such short time,
To be going out together to know where we both sleep together.
I had two dear friends of mine tell me not to rush the marriage,
They begged and begged me to cancel the wedding date,
But my heart had been set on Nirmala: I just didn’t want to lose her,
Already post-phoned the wedding date a week for my benefit.
Such had been so carefully planned to ensure a smooth road,
The marriage celebrant was a call for our little expense,
The venue to be a backyard garden of her elder sister’s place,
Whilst the food and the drinks were to be catered for by her family.
But there were weeks of searching for an abode to call, ‘Home’,
I wanted to live in the eastern suburbs close to –ex-home,
Yet, after searching for the cheapest in price and décor,
Our last resort was in the southern part of Sydney, lovely ‘Cronulla’.
So in love it was to find a place,
There was plenty of preparation to be done,
To find matching curtains for the bedroom and kitchen,
To purchase some furniture so comfortable to live in.
To purchase the food and drinks to eat and drink,
To pay the bold and rent to officially live in,
To connect the electricity so that power can be used,
To connect a telephone line, so that direct conversation can be made.
To be given a new fridge. Lounge suite and all sorts of towels,
To purchase a suite for myself so that it would match her ’Sari’,
To not cause or create headaches while deciding so,
Just feel so content whilst making these important decisions.
And that is how a married couple should be, in our strange society!
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