With no remorse
With no remorse
I look back with no remorse
It has left bitterness but with no force
I have overcome with strong resolve
I was well determined and equipped to solve
It breaks any spirit that seems little weak
Fails to assert and in command to speak
For self and rest of the family members
Yet no one retraces steps to surrender
I have reason to feel elated
As whole success story is beautifully related
I have tackled it with pride and honor
It was almost dreamed and sought for
I look at young grand children playing with the games
Wonder at them for availing the best of the names
Comfortably placed in heir age with nothing more to blame
I am also fully surprised how I had faced it and overcame!
Whole of the events passed off as serial show
I had lot many problems to counter and grow
It was tough time to face entire community
To stand against their attitude and prove the ability
"The fortune favors the brave" I had read it somewhere
Even passers by knew it clearly as where to dare
I was female alright but new very well that sky had no limit
It needed only right occasion to cope with and readily greet
Today I am like big tree and feel so much proud
I can right say and claim it from point of strength so loud
It need not be exaggerated but real things can be spoken off well
The world is right place to live in and experience to tell
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Happy and nice moments
"You have to terminate pregnancy"
"I know you may have difficulty"
"But believe me it is my helplessness"
I won't be comfortable at all in this case"
He was pleading before me
With both hands and trying to get free
I was just watching his facial expression
He was suffering from trauma under guilty admission
I tried to read more about his mind
"Dear you were so eager this before and very kind"
We did develop intimate relation with consent
The child may be coming as gift and heavenly sent
"You won't know the consequences"
"We may have to witness worst ever chances"
He was becoming vocal to get out as fast as possible
I knew know why he was so desperate to come out of trouble?
He was facing complete boycott from family
Previously he had accepted it readily
I was dreaming heaven and moon within sight
Here he was dashing all my hopes and proving not right
I heard him patiently and refused to surrender
Even though we both had reason to differ
I failed to understand reason behind his offer
It was totally out of phase and I opted out to suffer
I used to feel motherhood at each moment
It is the only phase that mothers resent
Even if to phase pregnancy termination
As it stands golden opportunity for laying foundation
Today I am mother of loving child
So much happy in love and going blind
Child is everything to me as priceless
What else or happiness I have to express on face?
I feel entire world is t my feet
I have reason to feel and greet
All those people who stood with it
I have firm ground now to stand with feet
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Regret
Regret is the way we feel
when life starts getting us down.
We think of things we should have done
or things we should have said.
We regret not to have taken the time
to live our lives to the full
and realise our full potential.
We are always in such a rush
we rarely hear an infant cry.
To counter act these things
that all of us sometimes do
we fill ourselves with remorse and regret.
It is worse when time rushes by
and everything has gone,
it is then we examine our lives
to see what went wrong.
Therefore, as you read this through,
stop and take a minute or two.
To look around at your life
and look more closely at all the things
that are of real value to you,
your friends and family.
Then turn your life around
to spend more time with them.
Everything else will be there tomorrow,
but will your family and friends.
Appreciate them more
because life is short
and there is never
any real certainty there.
So stop now and examine
the real priorities in your life,
lest you live the rest of it
with remorse and regret.
(8 November 2007)
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A sullen face
She stood there with sullen face
It was indication of loosing race
May be she faced there real failure
I couldn’t make it sure
Whole life you did not struggle
I viewed it from different angle
You were in civilized society and not in jungle
You still tried to fly like an eagle
You were firm in your resolve
You tried desperately to solve
You went so deep and involved
Smile had just disappeared
All troubles in store as it appeared
You were bold enough to stand
You needed no helping hand
It was never intended
No words spoke or pretended
Why it was so needed?
Advices seemed hollow and not heeded
It is real game
Never wanted it but came
Head high but not with shame
No use for anybody to blame
You went to its limit
Nothing was left to omit
He meant all the time to desert
Forceful try to make it known or assert
It was your pride that came to fore
You never surrendered to it that before
Did it allow you or permit
You went along with it
Was it an extreme edge?
Were you ripe for age?
Were you not left to wolves?
Does u know now here it revolves?
Your were prepared for any event
You did strike at right moment
Though there was silent movement
You stood your ground and never lamented
You only asked his blessings
You had everything missing
You loved earth to be kissed
Though entire thing was messed
Make it know that you stand for value
You may have all whatever is due
It is not running away from scene
You may make it definite win
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Natural part
I am ardent lover of females and admire their part
As they have lots of confusion from where to start
What to accept and what to reject!
There is lot of stress, strain and needed to act
As female so many things are to be compromised
Maintain the tight schedule and stand firma as promised
There is every possibility of getting blame all the times
Yet she is the only person to take us out from difficult times
It will be totally unfair not to give them full credit
There contribution and sacrifice can be written on long sheet
Each page may speak of uphill task faced by them
As enough of care is needed for plant to come out of stem
Male counterparts on the other hand try to be worry free
No tensions at all, go round and make it merry
Whether study or not, every one will love and pin hope
Not much of regret even if he fares badly and flops
How much she has to take at home and outside
Her area of influence is stretched very wide
Even thought she may not be that much appreciated
But role played by her is dominant and definitely noted
World is so cruel at them and inflict several injuries
Add to pain and woes to clearly push into miseries
Thank God, now a day they have become empowered
Yet enough of it has been disregarded and their honor lowered
Basically human being is considered as wild animal
Some of the inherent qualities still same on arrival
He may go wild and do anything to molest woman
For a friction of second he may forget that he is good man
How can one feel secure under such circumstances?
There are lots of raps and murder cases and can be quoted as instances
Yet they are not as strong as they should have been
They are essentially a strong force and must be everywhere seen
No one can think of forgoing natural part
Male and female has different role to play and can’t depart
Let both remain at central place and prove as dominating force
So there is no excuse and reason to feel remorse
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Where all your teeth?
"Grandpa, where all your teeth have done"
I was taken a back for query taken
She was my grand daughter asking where about
Of teeth that had fallen or faced route
I regained some confidence
Took to courage and faced
All her questions
And started to speak with clear mention
May be they are all shunted out
I told with clear voice for their fall out
"They were shaking and causing me pain"
So I did away with their whole chain
"Your eyes too look so big in glass"
Why do I find it enlarged with typical class?
I had kept ready made answer
She was not convinced but did not push further
"Your vision gets blurred"
"So new sets of glasses are offered"
I tried to make it look simple
She kept quiet and did not put me in trouble
Grandpa, you are kind and generous
Everybody respects as you seem to be famous
I was little bit elated with her innocence
She was altogether perfect in her brilliance
I could see happiness rush on my face
The children were around for all such grace
I have complete control over my utterances
As I take no exception to any occasion for such chances
Children are eager to know about our past
How did we spend our youth and last?
What was the situation at that time?
And so on for their eagerness sometimes
You may be trapped for your ignorance
If you slip your tongue even at once
They may quote you with same sentence
Such is the child's mind with unique presence
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You Alone
Today is the day for destiny as decided by almighty?
Certainly feel elated and feel happy
As it won’t come again and again
Have it as much as you can enjoy and can
Come and seize it with force
So there won't be any more remorse
Think not what you missed or failed
But think what you earnestly tried and availed
You give priority for you aim
Decide where you want to be firmly placed and clai
It may matter most as you draw near
You may get everything without any fear
You have been blessed or afforded
No more worries or tension is loaded
You are give free choice to choose
Think over it and better not to loose
Learn the secrets of heavenly design
It may force you to concede or resign
Yet it is your hay day as you asked
Go for it boldly before they are whisked
Fortune favors the brave
You may have everything you craved
It may change course of your direction
You will be very much happy after your action
There will be all smiles
As you surge ahead and walk for while
Success will be your guiding stone
All praise for you and you alone
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Family bond
Some bonds are considered to be of top quality
That has been blessed by almighty
It has got sanction from the society
All people respect such bond with one voice and unity
Family consists of children and parent
Grant parents are included instantly
It becomes one of the important tasks
We can proudly say if some one asks
"Charity begins at home" old stories reveal
Everybody knows how far they are real!
Good foundation is laid at home
Children are brought up with suggestions and are welcome
So it is first step in nation building
Brought up with pride and honor and never yielding
Such and fine people are product of good family
Nation too can feel proud of its people and their capability
Some of the writings are well inscribed
They are inked with golden letters and described
Why family is considered as most important?
Holiest of holy and stands very much distinct
People may proudly claim their ancient heritage
Remember their forefathers in coming ages
Their children and grand may proudly feel their contribution
That has been extended as pure gesture for distribution
British have proud tradition of honoring queen
They have wedded to democracy but respect royal scene
They consider it as national proud and holy body
"King does no wrong" to the surprise of everybody
One should always feel proud of ancestral bond
It is matter to be felt at root we all mist second
It is healthy practice and one must understand the traditional value
So when time comes to look at and have periodical review
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Loose The Face
Who will want to loose the face?
Even if with amidst stiff resistance and tough chase
Life itself is challenge and live race
You got to compromise many things in such case
I am not woman of strong resolve
But not weak either to solve
I stand on my own feet and look around
Search for solid stand and concrete ground
God may have different ideas for me
I was delivered fatal blow and fell down like tree
My heaven was just turned into hell
Nothing is there to remember and speak up well
He (my husband) was down to earth and very pious person
He will never argue for or against with any of the reasons
We had yet no issues as had not gone for in any season
We wanted to live each moment without daughter or son
He is no more and has been snatched away
This has darkened my path blocked the way
I have yet to raise head and look beyond
He was so attached to me and very fond
How can woman gather strength and face?
All stiff challenges and sustain the race
There is no other go but to run after
Whether rest of the life is spent with pain or laughter
People say I have face with charm
I see nothing wrong or feel any harm
It is way of living that may decide destiny
I shall definitely survive with the blessings from the almighty
I find nothing wrong with the way world moves on
Here every day makes you to struggle and pull on
Each morning brings great hopes and means to move
Only individual has to come out of shock and prove
I am no widow in that sense
I feel bad and at the same time turn tense
But that is quickly won over and set aside
World for me is unlimited and area very wide
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Father of the world
We are no longer "father of the world"
Inhuman treatment to us with sufferings untold
No special treatment for feeding entire population
As if we are unwanted with their relation
We are wholly dependent on weather and rain
All of sudden the sources go in drain
Heavy rain washes away the standing crops
The snow also doesn't spare us from its drops
What do we ask from our fellow brethren?
Only Little sympathy for our concern!
Our children suffer most of the education
As four walls of class room lead them to suffocation
Whether proves cruel and so the sources
As if entire nature has turned against with force
We look towards sky with helplessness and remorse
As we are left with no other course
We turn to nature God for help
Nothing turns out in favor or held
We shorten our life by taking unwanted steps
Unheard in civil society and fall in tap of ill fate
How many farmers have died so far?
Not out of natural death but due to unlucky star
No package for their survival or needy measures
We all call them "son of the soil" and loved treasures
I feel hurt when hear someone commits suicide
What might have compelled them for short cuts to try?
Is the suicide only way to address the problem?
We need to take the liberal course and set them
I wish them all success in their endeavor
They are indeed our modern savior
How much struggle they face for our need?
We got to hear them despite our unending greed
I wish they are comfortably placed
All their needs are met with precisely traced
If they are not happy and remain poor
We may find ourselves running from door to door
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Peaceful mind
"Some thing is not there" I cried
"It is missing some where" I decried
Wealth is in plenty and in abundance
I am richest person in world by chance
Two sons, daughters and relatives all stand
They know me well and coolly understand
I need something else to feel satisfied
As they are very close but whole life lied
What made me to feel at uneasiness?
Why was there not all happiness on face?
"If I had no wealth" would they have stood by?
I desperately searched to find answer and made frantic try
No answer came by but added new feature
Now what I understood is naked fact for sure
All are aligned to me for one reason or another
Otherwise there is no wife, children or brother
I will be no more in few more days
That will open free fight for them anyway
There will be tug of war for inheriting fortune
Everybody will be surprised to find none
I have taken full care of my empire
There is hardly anything to acquire
I have left enough for destitute and poor
I shall have some joy to feel them near
Not that I have left them bare handed
Enough care has been taken to see they are not landed
In troubles and face lot many problems
As everything is now dependant on them
I was restless with only one fear
That they may fight over wealth among dear ones
This should not create bad blood and maintain harmony with peace
Life then would pose no problem for them to live at ease
With this little assurance provided by peaceful mind
I turned my eyes to look at them very kind
I smiled at them with great satisfaction
That itself was source of less worry with good indication
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No one will...
No one will believe it as right
On the contrary it may result into fight
Long debate has taken over it and the result is zero
Who knows what may happen tomorrow?
Ladies have come up in every field
With high position and rich yield
Very big name in many unknown sectors
They have emerged as clear victors
It has nothing to do with female success
Now a days they have open field with clear access
No one can beat them as far as performance is concerned
Their over all performance has surprised all and stunned
I shall narrate here one ancient saying
"Ladies are to be confined at home and must be staying
They have only to keep father's name going
Each blames may be passed on to them for bad doing"
"Ladies are treasure and prestige of the family"
They must obey and fall in line with easily
The head of the family must be respected
Every one must be told clearly as instructed
"Females have their common sense on back side of the toe"
"In crisis they won't find any direction where to go"
Gents generally rule the scene and keep them under check
Everything can be run smoothing when interest is at stake
Now females have turned the table and proved it wrong
They are top contenders and stand proudly among
Some of the inventions are gifted by females to world
So they are ahead of everything now as it is told
"Pav ki juti" or foot wear object as they were referred
Today it has been reversed and opinion is differed
Their contribution is none to second if compared
No one can say differently today and dare
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Young Fellow My Lad
"Where are you going, Young Fellow My Lad,
On this glittering morn of May?"
"I'm going to join the Colours, Dad;
They're looking for men, they say."
"But you're only a boy, Young Fellow My Lad;
You aren't obliged to go."
"I'm seventeen and a quarter, Dad,
And ever so strong, you know."
* * * *
"So you're off to France, Young Fellow My Lad,
And you're looking so fit and bright."
"I'm terribly sorry to leave you, Dad,
But I feel that I'm doing right."
"God bless you and keep you, Young Fellow My Lad,
You're all of my life, you know."
"Don't worry. I'll soon be back, dear Dad,
And I'm awfully proud to go."
* * * *
"Why don't you write, Young Fellow My Lad?
I watch for the post each day;
And I miss you so, and I'm awfully sad,
And it's months since you went away.
And I've had the fire in the parlour lit,
And I'm keeping it burning bright
Till my boy comes home; and here I sit
Into the quiet night.
* * * *
"What is the matter, Young Fellow My Lad?
No letter again to-day.
Why did the postman look so sad,
And sigh as he turned away?
I hear them tell that we've gained new ground,
But a terrible price we've paid:
God grant, my boy, that you're safe and sound;
But oh I'm afraid, afraid."
* * * *
"They've told me the truth, Young Fellow My Lad:
You'll never come back again:
(Oh God! the dreams and the dreams I've had,
and the hopes I've nursed in vain!)
For you passed in the night, Young Fellow My Lad,
And you proved in the cruel test
Of the screaming shell and the battle hell
That my boy was one of the best.
"So you'll live, you'll live, Young Fellow My Lad,
In the gleam of the evening star,
In the wood-note wild and the laugh of the child,
In all sweet things that are.
And you'll never die, my wonderful boy,
While life is noble and true;
For all our beauty and hope and joy
We will owe to our lads like you."
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Yoy want anything
You want anything
"You want anything from me "
I told her to be frank and free"
She did not stop looking down
It was sheer fault of my own
I loved her and confided many times
Yet she had apprehensions sometimes
Any serious girl may think hundred times
Before making her self available on that line
I have great regard for her sense of pride
Many a times she opined and did not hide
I was afraid to face her in day light
As she never crossed the way to fight
This was my first encounter with her
She was bold and brave with no fear
"I shall face world but not go back"
To my words even if so much is at stake
I left her in lurch and went abroad
As I was poor and down with debt load
I had to make move with heavy heart
Even though I resolved in mind to make her part
Today I am back after many years
I wanted same original voice to be heard in ears
I sent for her a message with flower
To see me in private but not at place very far
I saw her with pale face but not completely down
She was in complete command and made it known
"I am unmarried yet" but paused in between
"I too same for these many years have been"
We both were passing through same phase
Life was normal but not with any fine base
It lacked warmth and life's discipline
How could everything be smooth and fine?
"I am reformed and at my best"
The past was past and passed off as test
Let us be one again and spend the rest of the journey
She smiled for a while and I thanked almighty
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At play
Play that you are mother dear,
And play that papa is your beau;
Play that we sit in the corner here,
Just as we used to, long ago.
Playing so, we lovers two
Are just as happy as we can be,
And I'll say "I love you" to you,
And you say "I love you" to me!
"I love you" we both shall say,
All in earnest and all in play.
Or, play that you are that other one
That some time came, and went away;
And play that the light of years agone
Stole into my heart again to-day!
Playing that you are the one I knew
In the days that never again may be,
I'll say "I love you" to you,
And you say "I love you" to me!
I love you!" my heart shall say
To the ghost of the past come back to-day!
Or, play that you sought this nestling-place
For your own sweet self, with that dual guise
Of your pretty mother in your face
And the look of that other in your eyes!
So the dear old loves shall live anew
As I hold my darling on my knee,
And I'll say "I love you" to you,
And you say "I love you" to me!
Oh, many a strange, true thing we say
And do when we pretend to play!
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I am Muslim
I noticed surprise element
But was forced not to comment
Why is it so necessary to assert?
Claim with loud voice and resent
I read on head gear" I am Muslim"
First it gave me simple impression of logo on him
Then it struck me with something else
Were we loosing our identity or felt it as false?
May be true that I have not come cross many such logos
If that is allowed then there may follow disorder and chaos
Everyone may be compelled to put good show
Assert for self as if they may know no more and grow
Many in my country also claim to be proud Indians
But so many times it is confused with Hindus*
But no one moves with any band over head
I hope it remains simply as symbol to be read
Time has yet not come for us to identify
Demonstrate to world where and how to satisfy?
Let us not poison the minds of children!
As they are the future and assets even
Let them grow in hatred free atmosphere
As there won't be slight scope for fear
They may make it as faith for individual
The rest of the life may be led as casual
We are multi linguist and multi ethnic country
Each one is allowed to profess and pray for almighty
He may go to any worship place and perform faith
There is no such compulsion or fear of death
This is such simple topic but of large consequences
We see and hear many skirmishes and instances
Where they are discriminately killed for want of nothing
Faith had never been the bone of contention for something
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Mom I want to disclose
"Mom I want to disclose to you"
Confide you alone for being very much true
Will you forgive me if I commit sin?
But it had been my observation since
Mother was surprised to hear
His doctor son was speaking with little fear
Words were spoken like parrot
Mother felt surprised and waited to hear about
"My dispensary is not running well"
For many days I wanted to speak it or tell
Today I have gathered little strength to speak
My feet crumble and tongue feels very weak
"Any special reason you have found out son"?
"Can you site me any example or reason"
Mother eagerly posed a question and waited
"It is all your face when I see you while going to clinic" he stated
Mom it will be better if you avoid you audience
I shall proper there after if you stop at once
I shall propose or take you to old age home
There you need wait for me and welcome
She got shocked and could find no answer as what to reply
She stared at his face but answer was known or implied
I shall search the solution and mother retired to room
Her face had turned pale and then descended the gloom
She had collected money in one of the bags as courtesy
Her son used to give her everyday some money
She called her daughter and advised her to hand over
This bag to son when she was no more or her life was over
Jain sect is observing holy eight days celebration
One of the Jain seers made this starling revelation
They might have come across such an incidence
As this has become house hold practice at present
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Veer or Brave
It is fortunate to have good friend
As it can turn out to be happy occasion at the end
And if that person is female and so caring
One can go in for friendship with daring
I am 'veer' she said with confidence
I interpreted it as brave at once
It was worth taking chance
I just observed her and had glance
She is vegetarian and takes chicken
Such events puzzle me more even
How can medico term it as literary term?
Now it was purely co incidence and my turn
If person eats chicken less than thrice in week
Then he or she fails to support or speak
She cane be strictly taken in vegetarian term
She makes me to understand and confides in simple term
Such lovely and nice friend she is
Very much bold with knowledge and full of trust
No second thought occur in mind
I loved her approach and efforts conveniently to find
She may talk endlessly
Put her views fearlessly
I must hear her readily
As I felt it too happily
I am troubled in relationship
As it has threatened companionship
I must face my problems bravely
She was little sore at and replied fairly
Any girl would love happy ending
As no force can compel her or make bending
Surrender to black mail or force to compromise
She uttered firmly' I must stand tall with promises'
Sikhs are warrior clan and stand for commitment
She belongs to martial race and feels it as proud moment
Model to self and standing tall on her own
She has every reason to feel make name known *
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The ABC
'Twas midnight in the schoolroom
And every desk was shut
When suddenly from the alphabet
Was heard a loud "Tut-Tut!"
Said A to B, "I don't like C;
His manners are a lack.
For all I ever see of C
Is a semi-circular back!"
"I disagree," said D to B,
"I've never found C so.
From where I stand he seems to be
An uncompleted O."
C was vexed, "I'm much perplexed,
You criticise my shape.
I'm made like that, to help spell Cat
And Cow and Cool and Cape."
"He's right" said E; said F, "Whoopee!"
Said G, "'Ip, 'Ip, 'ooray!"
"You're dropping me," roared H to G.
"Don't do it please I pray."
"Out of my way," LL said to K.
"I'll make poor I look ILL."
To stop this stunt J stood in front,
And presto! ILL was JILL.
"U know," said V, "that W
Is twice the age of me.
For as a Roman V is five
I'm half as young as he."
X and Y yawned sleepily,
"Look at the time!" they said.
"Let's all get off to beddy byes."
They did, then "Z-z-z."
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Ungrateful world
I may be called unfaithful
If I say "world is ungrateful"
"People are unresponsive"
"Despite my being obedient and submissive"
"Tit for tat" some one advised
Withdraw even if promised
You can't survive in this selfish world
Never show warmth and be cool or cold
So many sets of arguments were presented
I had given enough of thoughts but really not consented
They were to be called irresponsible
Yet very much practical to save you from the troubles
I am not seer or saint here to profess
But certainly happiness comes when you confess
Go to wall and earnestly ask for forgiveness on any mistake
It may be heard and responded to provide you strong intake
"Sir, can we be of any help to you" how do we feel?
When someone remembers you and comes for help at will
I am overwhelmed at their gesture and feel elated
As I am of the conviction that good work always remain related
People don't forget your noble past
Even though situation may turn very fast
You may be put in difficult situation to pull on
But help certainly comes forward without made known
Every action has got its equal reaction
It need not be proved for any addition or subtraction
It is beyond doubt and rules for all the times
Love is paid in same coin even in bad times
I have said number of times and may reiterate
Don't combine one action with another and relate
It may help no where and increase bitterness
Let us all work for togetherness and happiness on face
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Break silence
We failed to break silence
No one thought it can ever happen at once
It did take place and exposed bitternace
We were not looking at each and hiding face
She never argued at any point in past
This development took all of sudden and very fast
She was considered calm and cool
But I witnessed her to be forceful
All the time she was letting me off easily
As I thought over it and concluded readily
One must read human mind thoroughly
If failed in it then it shall be called simple folly
She may be right in her attitude
Every time male donation is considered to be rude
No one must underestimate her female partner
As she may not all the times surrender?
I was little arrogant and showed disrespect
She took it by heart and considered as hostile act
No one offers such behavior to better half
This was not a matter to be taken lightly and laugh it off
I realized at the same moment
That my act was fit to resent
Only it needed some initiate from my side
I must take her into confidence by surprise
I knew she will cool down like ice
Little love gesture was enough reason to suffice
I was sure she will not thrust more to spoil the relation
I could see the pain on her and that gave me enough of indication
"Bed tea for you" I woke her up in the morning
She was fast asleep and snoring
I was apologetic and showed it on face
She was little hesitant but believed in no more chase
I took her hand and promised no recurrence
It had taken all of sudden and by chance
She conceded to my point and relented
We were same again and consented
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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