TIJOURI
A remark of his twisted and turned and cooked in her brain has triggered their war of sorts
Worried of Dad's feverish state, Fretting over the Dude's departure she's worked up again
Tossed between multiplying roles and endless tasks assumed and bestowed
The Iyer wife, the Bhalla lady of the house, the KMPG hat, the Spectrum hat, the Dude's Venus and the communicator of the house MM
Each relaying a list of instructions how she will order and execute them her worry
The Dude wants to be her sole focus sharing her attention a strict No No
She he will change he must change they will she holds the key to their happiness
Dragon like he will guard his and their treasured ones though in the process they' d hiss and claw each other
She's HIS and that's what matters to him he'd find a million ways to establish his right
Sure it would raise a Aandhi of sorts the forum would be a house divided making points and counterpoints