Bondage

 

Arranged marriage

 

is like buying a crate of  mangoes

 

They stare at your body  from head to toe

 

Touching the soft supple skin of the mango

 

They look at your dark complexion, disappointed

 

Shoving the green mangoes away for the sunshine yellow ones

 

They look at your breasts, a sign of fertility

 

Inspecting which ones are bigger and juicier

 

They gauge your height, your weight, the size of your vagina

 

Holding the mango erect and examining it visually

 

and then

 

 

How much?

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– Gayatri Lakhiani Chawla

 

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Gayatri Lakhiani Chawla

Poet , French teacher

Published work in national and international journals, received prizes from Ræd Leaf  Foundation for Poetry and The All India Poetry Competition

Author of  Invisible Eye, The Empress

 

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