Mehendi clad hands, And the sound of anklets Well-dressed wives And those beautifully decorated Puja plates Undergoing pain every month, Taking out those special nine months, We know no less of her strength; Yet she proves it once again Fasting for her man, Worshiping him and for his long life span I smile, smile at her strength Her list of sacrifices and its length! There suddenly is a hiccup, An inner voice looking for equality, Wondering if our culture had a day to worship wives and ladies, She who succumbs to wife beating would be raised of her stature Respect for her, even if it’s for a day will be realized When the wife prays for the longevity of her husband, Who prays for the long life of the wife? I wonder, I wonder!