By Navrosedip Kundlas
Volume 1 Issue 7
April 22, 2021
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My family’s full of traditions
Big and small
More are added like new additions
What if I don’t answer the call?
Should I follow or not?
Take a turn, enter a new hallway?
Or should I follow what I was taught?
A few months later
It’s time for another
Should I be the traitor?
Or follow my mother?
So many questions
To be answered
Can you offer any suggestions?
Or will they be left unanswered?
3 years later
Time to cross a boundary
Tradition as big as an alligator
I can’t break the rules voluntarily
Traditions are the building stones
For my family’s foundation
Valued like my ancestor’s bones
Break them you’ll end up in probation
There are flaws in some traditions
Bridges too old to cross
I know my ancestors’ ambitions
But I can’t afford the loss
I want to explore
Not be trapped in a house
I want a dog to adore
I don’t need a spouse
I want to write
As well go into the sciences
I know it’s hard but why not take a new bite
Just like we change appliances
A little change wouldn’t hurt
We can keep our ancestor’s legacies
Change ourselves for the better spirt
And in our heart keep their memories