Going and seeing a girl is
Like renting an apartment.
(Those who see objectification/
Commoditization of women
In the lines are requested to
Read them as, ‘Renting an
Apartment is like going
And seeing a girl’).
You get to know neither the
Girl nor the apartment.
Still, you nod the nods and smile
The smiles, courteously.
Questions asked, either
By the girl’s dad or her
Super polite uncle; either
By the landlord or his buxom wife.
Questions such as,
‘Are you non vegetarian?’
‘How is life in the city?’
You know the questions
Are interchangeable,
And who asked what
Doesn’t make any difference.
All it takes is some water
To flow under the bridge
To realize that the faucet
Is dripping and the fan makes
A lot of noise; or the girl
With a sweet voice has
A fiery temper and her
Super polite uncle is a crook.
But by then, fortunately,
You would’ve realized
That what is important is
To overlook and not to look.
