Something to tell

Her surname sounded me bell She was on line for something to tell She had married to an Indian Even though every inch she looked typical South African “Hello dear sir” I am Christian and you can call me Esther Even though it was my call and I was sure to lead somewhere She seemed to me to be imposing personality A fine blend of product and rare quality She appealed me more form her descent outlook She had dared to marry a person from different stock She had seized rare opportunity to present as ideal couple This was from any angle a logical and very simple She belonged to a town where Our National Father was humiliated He was thrown down from coach and visibly irritated This reminded her of attachment to An Indian soil M.K.Gandhai as was known later had to work hard and toil She has got nationalistic touch from her husband She was already intelligent but did not miss even second She accepted proposal from Indian man and got settled So many locals had resented and got rattled I looked so small be fore her She had enough of knowledge and nothing did deter She has pleasing personality with unforgettable smile I too thought over it even though did not look earlier for while It is essential and corner stone One must learn to adjust even if not originally born This gives large room for accommodation It enhances bond and strengthens the relation This poem may look of little importance But serious thought should be given at once It is a great gesture and requires patience Even though it may involve initially many questions Many nations have earned respect for human rights It has thrown enough of responsibility and thrown some light The different races have contributed lot to their freedom It has rarely affected anyone and spoiled the relation seldom