Job assured, monthly cash flow secure
Time on hands, music no longer enchants
Bored, tired , hungry perpetually
He reads more wedding invitations
than paperback crime thrillers.
All symptoms match his coming of age
He hovers on matrimony’ s edge
Unsure, insecure yet raring to go.
Her frizzy fringes tamed now to grow long
Her mother on prowl for suitable prey
Father scanning three online newspapers
to avoid paying the broker’s fees.
She avoids gatherings for they bring queries
about her still- solitary status
Hormones rampant, full moon waning
She nods when she sees his snap.
Naughts and crosses ,the diabolical diagram enigma
interspersed with numerically-coded planetary quirks
The net-savvy druid announces a match
between his zodiac art and her natal horoscope
Mother announces the news of a perfect catch
He conjures up images of the honeymoon trip
She splurges on the innards of her bridal trousseau.
Thus they dream on in separate heavens
while their stars plan for the future wars
They sacrifice the happiness of carefree youth
for numerical computations of “rajju” and “yujja”
Happiness abounds ,homesteads sport fresh paint
Auspicious rituals shorten the suddenly long days
She sparkles shyly in her bridal flowers
He smiles nervously, they tune in together
Strangers thrown together like cowrie shells
declared soul-mates by crisscrossing planets
for spending not one but seven births together
Fate, karma, destiny or just crafty synastry?