Sitting under a weeping willow, br At twilight, on a bench in the park, br My friend always cheerful, said br ‘I feel so tense and distraught, br br The stale air in the house br Makes me feel like going away. br I feel I live with a stranger, br And look back wistfully on the day br br We took our vows to stand by br Each other in joy and grief. br Now he just hits the sack br And we just exchange a brief br br Nod. I wonder if grandma was better br Off, education hasn’t changed br Our status from weaker sex br Am at odds, as I feel alienated. br br Wish could go some place, br I feel I can be happier alone.’ br ‘Know what you mean, the rat race br Sounded the death toll br br Of marital bliss, we all need br Love, joy and companionship. br I feel men too are not having it easy br With performance record as a whip. br br At times in growing up br We grow away, like a river br Changing course. Time only will tell br It’s getting cold, I see you shiver.’ br br Come home, we girls br at least share a unique bond. br it works like a therapy br and eases the mind a lot.