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The father and mother
My father objected to my marrying
A girl I had been in love with.
Yes, she has been born to him,
My father secretly confided.
Shocked, I approached my mother,
Who granted my wish.
Yes, I was not born to him,
She revealed the secret
I abandoned the idea
Not to embarrass either.
19.12.2005
poem
by
Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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