"Why? because she wasnt genetically engineered in some plastic surgeon's office
to look like every other vain 28 year old on the streets of Delhi And yet are so desperately disturbingly miserable?" visibly hurt at his sister's opinion
He clearly has fallen for her simplicity. Common man take yourself and Trisha out of this misery. You don't need to stay apart.
Her life mundane and monotonous
Her nights listless and draining
Her gentle thoughtful ways were soothing
Her hurt and pain apparent to all
Clueless she was of reasons that impelled
Her debonair suitor to strike the deal
A dead relative or access to limitless wealth
His mission accomplished, he let her go she surmised
The scents and flavours of her ancestral home
Reminded of her mother and man
Every probing question shattered her heart to pieces
Too minute to be mended
Driven to despair fretting not to utter an unkind word
The girl had lost her spirit and verve
Strung coral jasmine painstakingly into a chain
The dots connected her Aanu did lay
The facts before his confidante
A thought niggled the head and heart of the men
Of the lifeless lass busying herself in the grime and the grind
Some 350 kms away, listless he was
Defending himself from taunts of an imagined wife
Both thrown together by a reckless night of drinking and dining
Days go by in reverie and pain