Dedicated to all wives in India
Wife (Who I feel enigma?)
You came into my life at prime age
And found company in a new stage
You left your parents' home
And lived here without a gloom.
No match to the pain and burden
While bringing up our children
You bore the brunt I must say
No wonder 'Ma' shows the way.
Household chores, cooking or even a job
You are always busy without a stop
Though I went to office to earn
I couldn't get as much as you won.
Even now our children adore you
For the love and affection in view
Not that I don't love them
It is truly real all the same.
Most may make fun of wife
Marriage, they say, is a strife
It's a joke to say wife is at home
Of course it's just a part of big tome.
We all are eager to see you cook
I enjoy your food without any look
May God grant you good health
For that is, at this age, our wealth.