Ways of world

A friend of mine asked me
How does it feel
To walk in the shoes
Of a single woman.

Well, if you are independent,
And travel around in limos
Can afford a bodyguard
Or live with your family.

Society doesnot bothers about you
And you don’t bother about them
You both ignore each other
And walk your own ways.

If you are a lost cause
Out there to entertain them
Half of them hate you
Half of them are crazy for you.

If you are a miserable one
Begging for their pity
They treat you like a cow
They feed you and milk you.

If you are independent from mind
Don’t depend on anyone
Then they try their level best
To pull you down and walk all over you.

They love to see a single woman
As an object of pity or profit
Someone they can use or abuse
They hate to be absolutely ignored.

But at the end if you tally
The plus and minus of singledom
You see that its worth all the scorn
For it means flying in sky.

Flying in the sky of life
Tasting every thing freely
Without any obligation
Without any chain around me.

So those scorns and fury
Ebb away from your heart
While you sit at your window
And sip your morning cuppa at eleven.

While peace surrounds your being
Love envelops your heart
World looks so beautiful
Just like watching children at park.