I once asked my grand aunt
If my grand uncle ever said he loved her
She laughed and blushed
And after a few moments she replied,
“I don’t remember if he ever did,
But once, when he was still drinking
He came home drunk late at night
And I had to carry him to the bed
He shouted, ‘Lalbuatsaih! The way you just throw me around,
I made a good decision marrying you.’
He was much lighter than I was.
But you know, now that he’s gone, I do not feel as strong anymore
I can feel the marrow in my bones dry up.”
I thought of this while overhearing
A sad boy complain to another
That his lover’s interest must be waning
She now sends him only one heart emoji
Instead of the usual three.
← Lalnunsanga Ralte