To mama's home, when-ever my mister starts acting cool, unto how many years ever to straighten him out: Can you promise to ensure this for me, proponents of marriage by love? I've been brought up like a princess by my father, so dare not propose to me if you cannot manage the same and then shut the door to my mama's home! I'll marry whomever my father chooses aren't all ram the same otherwise- Until de-horned and de-bearded my man mama's home every now and then, gifts for every festival, weddings and merry occasions, my cradle to fall back on, if life does rock my swing: So, proponents of marriage by love, dare not propose to me if you cannot give me the same and yet shut the door to my mama's home.
Exploration of a certain way of thinkingΒ Β - there's some hard-boiled logic tinged with ancient wisdom, to arranged marriages - aren't all ram the same, otherwise!!