My journey – Marriage, Divorce, Subsequent Love & Freedom

I was among the chosen few.
Who was deemed to be of virtue.
So I was married off at 9.
With all the pomp & show that was due.

I was deflowered in full public view.
And I, young & naïve, didn’t know what to do.
I couldn’t understand or relate to anything being done.
So I just sat there and gazed into the endless blue.

And then began those sessions twice a day.
That were an endless pain but I had no say.
They’ll make me a complete being, I was told.
But 3 years without a break, not one fulfilling day.

I was 12 when the wall broke & my faith stood shattered.
My reasoning had failed and my patience was battered.
I rebelled against society, and they hated me for it.
But by then, it was me, and me only that mattered.

Self-destruction was the name of the game then on.
I coasted by on the dark road lit by neon.
Cause something still bothered me, I wasn’t complete yet.
And only the path to completion would usher in a new dawn.

Finally, dawn broke, and I’m on the path to completion.
My gut says its right and it also stands to reason.
I’m in love now, and it feels so great.
Fulfillment is now the flavour of the season.

Ironically though, the path was never far from me.
Cause my love and ex-spouse are descendants of the same tree.
My aversion for my ex-spouse guided me to my love.
I could see beyond religion and find the path to truth – I’m free.