She was pretty, young and married to a rich tycoon,
Her goals and ambitions had been washed away by a violent typhoon…
Giving up her dream job, she was now a home maker,
Occasionally partying with her husband who was a party monger!
High society pretensions and fake attitude she loathed
Yet she sailed along with his whims and let her wishes be….
She cleared the plates left behind by her husband and said
Happy independence to you but let me free….
He was lying on a bunk bed when the siren rang,
Wondering how his life had changed in a bang...
For no mistake of his, he was sent to this place so ragged…
Out onto the quadrangle he was dragged,
The wardens, guards and officers all stood still
As the anthem was being sung and the flag hoisted high for all inmates to see
He turned towards his innocent cellmate and wished,
Happy independence to thee!
The pain was unbearable but yet he had to go…
He pinned many tricolor badges to his tattered shirt,
Grabbed a dozen flags and swaggered ahead slow..
The whipping was cruel, today a lot more pennies he had to show
He could hear a loud cheer from the school where he badly wanted to be,
Studying was discontinued and now he was on a selling spree…
As he offered his days’ earnings to his dad, he whispered,
Happy independence to me!
