The assemblage broke into laughter.
"Humko ghar jana hai.", said the final year graduation student when she was asked to sing, which, by the way, she did, and the audience started smirking and whispering.
Oh! It was a prank. And I thought finally, they have started liking me. "Humko ghar jana hai."
Her friends rebuked her, "Stop whining like a baby. You are a tiger."
"Par humko ghar jana hai."(But I want to go home.)
And she ran. Oh! If only a Prince Charming followed her too.
The news reached her mother, too.
Alas! Now she is screwed.
"Oh God! Our money has been wasted on this 'worthless' girl. What wrong had we done that we got her? Now, who will marry her? Why did you start crying suddenly, 'Humko ghar jana hai.'?"
"Oh no no no! Not a sudden story at all. I cry 'Humko ghar jana hai.' all the time.
I am crying now. I cry so at college; I cry so at the mall with my friends.
Just none heard me before as it was all in.
I cry at dusk. I cry at dawn.
I cry at parties. I cry alone.
I just didn't show it then; thought I could keep it in.
But the world has its ways,
To make the calm lose their peace.
You pester my emotions, overlook my silent complaints.
I talk to you, Mom, with moist eyes.
But you neglect your liability's demands.
Nah! Don't you worry. I won't kill me.
I am a tiger as they tell me.
But listen oh! My always fair mother,
You daughter that breathes here,
Had her soul butchered long ago.
Who dared do so, you ask?
Well! Her mother and her father, I say."
If only, she could say all this out loud.
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