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Marriage! or Prostitution!

Son :- Dad, let’s play a game

Dad :- I’m Old enough to play a games 👴

Son :- it’s just word game 😆

Dad :- okay!

Son :- Write 10 favorite people Name

Dad :- hmm

Son :- strike out 2 people in order of most favorite

Dad :- Done son [ he strikes out Two office colleagues ]

Son :- strike again 2 people under most favorite people

Dad :- Done [ he strikes out Two college friends ]

Son :- Again list out by cancelling 2 people

Dad :- hmm [ he strikes out 2 school Best friends name ]

Son :- repeat again dad 😄

Dad :- okay! [ he strikes out his parents and siblings ]

Son :- Now only mom and me left out . Let’s see who’s gonna win. Now strike out one name

Dad :- done son [ without any distractions he strikes son name ]

Son :- Dad I’m your own blood, I made all your dreams success taking care of you now and made everything available for you. Your parents gave you education, clothes everything you strike out me and your parents. Mom, just cooked and washed your clothes, but WHY?

Dad :- 😅 Son! My parents will die before me and for your work you may shift to someother place leaving me here. But my wife was there in all good and dad situation. Before we getting married my dad asked dowry to your grandparents which I don’t want to! But I can’t rise my opinion against my dad. With that money only I started a business with that profit only I settled my sisters and brother ,with that money only I built a house for parents,with that money I made up for your education. In spite of all these settlements she never asked me when are you going to settle down my dowry amount . She expected only care and love for her son and health of her husband, your so called cooking and washing.

Son! A girl or a woman after her puberty she feel insecure or shy to show her body to mom or any women but she has to be ready for showing her body to a stranger in the name of marriage. To show her own body to a stranger ” whom she don’t know anything him”, she has to pay a amount in the name of dowry, I won’t call it as dowry I will call it as PROSTITUTION.

This much a woman sacrifice for others happiness and society always my wife 1st my son. A man success is not defined by the way how he lived, it is seen by how he kept his wife!

Your mom is not my wife, she is a goddess.

” Still this dowry is living in our society according to the need, it live in different forms, different materials and property. Until you decide it won’t change ” …….. Peace

-Awasted life

Sinless Love

Unnodu naan irundhaa | I was with you
Ovvoru mani thuliyum | Every minutes and hours
Marana padukkaiyilum | In the bed of death
Marakkaadhu kanmaniyae | never forget it

Thonnooru nimidangal |the Ninety minutes is
Thottanaiththa kaalam dhaan | the time to bite
Yennooru aandugalaai | For over eight hundred years
Idhayaththil ganakudhadi | Accounting in my heart

Paarvaiyilae sila nimidam | A few minutes in view
Bayaththodu sila nimidam | A few minutes with fear
Katti anaiththappadi | A few moment of tightly Hugging with
Kanneeril sila nimidam | A few minutes of tears

Ilakkanamae paaraamal | Without moral values
Yellaa idangalilum | Everywhere
Muththangal vidhaiththa | Sow kisses
Mohaththil sila nimidam | Just a few minutes in courtship

Unnodu naan irundhaa | I was with you
Ovvoru mani thuliyum | Every minutes and hours
Marana padukkaiyilum | In the bed of death
Marakkaadhu kanmaniyae | never forget it

Yedhu nyaayam paavam | What is sinful?
Iruvarukkum thondravillai | both does not appear
Adhu irava adhu pagalaa | It’s the night of the day
Adhai pattri ariyavillai |I do not know about it

Yaar thodanga yaar mudikka | Who will finish who will start
Oru vazhiyum thondravillai | No way out
Iruvarumae thodangivittom | Both of them have begun
Idhu varaikkum kelvi illai | There is no question till now

Achcham kalaindhen | fear discarded
Aasaiyinai nee anaiththaai | You wondered about your wishes
Aadai kalaindhen | dresses discarded
Vetkkaththai nee anaiththaai | You shy away from shame

Kanda thirukolam | Although our love
Kanavaaga maraindhaalum | hidden in a dream
Kadaisiyil azhudha kanneer | in the end, the crying tear
Kaiyil innum ottudhadi | is still in the hands