It has taken to put these special thoughts into words,
To express feelings of what both Nirmala and I want to say in words,
To me, it is not so difficult to write when it is need to do so,
But when you love someone or feel so close to someone you want it to be known.
It was Australia day of eighty-eight,
We decided to see my sister-in-law,
Whilst relaxed we are and were: the sun just a little hot,
The atmosphere was set for a long enjoyable afternoon.
This day also being so special to us and we have kept quiet,
Is like that on every Tuesday being ‘Nirmala’s day of prayers to her God.
This happens if she is not pregnant or going menstrual periods,
And our agreement is not to eat or drink alcohol on this day as well as meat.
It is an agreement I respect to her, as a husband of faith,
And whilst some people (mostly men) don’t understand this properly,
I have always done so, since our day of memorable marriage,
Except for this Bi-centennial day where I was embarrassed to drink.
My brother-in-law wanted me to drink beer,
But I tried to tell him that I didn’t want to drink it.
He asked, ‘Am I mad and do I wear a skirt?’
As I told what reason it was- that it was in my heart.
But I could see that Pushpa questioned Nirmala,
And I by Michael, who could stop laughing at me,
So I glanced at her for a moment or two,
To see her head in the positive nod while she was hurt inside.
It wasn’t so much that she was hurt, inside,
But Michael and Pushpa and possibly I put her to shame.
When I wouldn’t as so much take a sip of beer,
I could sustain myself but before I sipped, I disputed it with Nirmala.
Even when we arrived back home, she was quiet,
Yet when I brought it up, she said, ‘You do want you want!’
But it was said in a way that I had started this trouble from the beginning,
So I pointed out that I have decided to stay and honour with our original decision.
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