Saturday 28 April 2018

Don’t be perturbed, don’t frown


“What for d' breakfast today?,

any stuff tasty, good to eat!

she ran through the kitchen,

prior to brushing her teeth

"Get ready for your school",

it was granny’s stern voice

"Bus’s at 07:40, already late,

hurry up dear, don’t rejoice"


"Off to d’ bath room please",

d’ li’l girl was about to react

"Not allowed to enact drama,

no licence to behave smart"
"No one listens in this house,

bothers to get an alarm clock

almost occurs each morning,

to get up late and miss d' bus"
Time’s running out of hand,

as a mail train picks up pace

did open the front door fast,

to check for d’ milk packets
Milk boy drops packs in bag,

hung in the front of the door

first a protein drink for d’ kid,

next hot tea be brewed for her


Then breakfast’s dished out,

endless list of jobs to be done

no one comes to her rescue,

entire lot, she’ll do all alone

Morning management’s tough

includes feeding d’ baby turtle

take it out of its den of clothes,

release it in to the tub of water


Shop's located in Google map,

food chosen from d' web site

Clap, sing to elevate its mood,

accepts food, if temper’s right
Unmindfully opened d’ door,

found, no bag hung outside

tried to reach out for mobile,

could not track it at bedside

How to shout at d’ milk boy,

can’t imagine how to summon

he must be half way through,

or might‘ve reached his home



Will try through the intercom,

can talk to security at reception

Oh !God!, no one lifts d' phone,

she d’ lone, to fight d’ situation

The security in township gate,

called up, commanded to catch

"Any one exits with milk packs,

to apartment 16 send him back"



"It's 2nd floor, house no.204,

if our boy, can settle d’ score

green tea's not that pleasant,

even if rich in antioxidants"



Door bell rang, it's our milk boy,

she screamed, "how u did that?

not even pressed the door bell,

inferred none at home and left"



"Ma’m, found no bag at d’ door,

presumed u' all, out of the town

once in a while things do happen,

don’t be perturbed, don’t frown"

Thursday 12 April 2018

My daughter, my heart throb


I am carrying our baby,

Dear, yet you don’t care!

In 8weeks, be in your lap,

no excitement ever there?



Thrilled a lot sweetheart,

try a ploy, do something

just can’t wait that long,

its a highly edgy waiting



Yet you never wish to ask,

 a bright boy or crafty girl?

No difference it'll make,

so, won’t divulge it at all



Boy to fly a plane one day,

girl a collector or doctor

No dreams in your mind,

for d’ new family member?



An idea erupts in mind,

I think to keep it a secret

May appear funny to you,

don’t wish to reveal that



Buried plan in your brain,

u ought to disclose to me

I’ve full right to know it,

I'm d' kid’s wise mummy



If boy, I’ll teach all mischief,

Maths, sports, fishing, driving

but if a cute little girl's born,

need not tutor a single thing



Would u please elaborate it,

oh my dear husband, hello!

too absurd d' logic of yours,

I’m just not able to follow



She’ll tell me, how to dress,

how to talk, dining manners

what to say, what not at all,

guide me as my 2nd mother



Even if I do nothing special,

she’ll judge me as her hero

collate her husband with me,

even often, I may be a zero



She’ll obey, when I refuse,

stay ever as my baby doll

fight with d’ world for me,

never forgive any offender


Daughter to manage all odds,

not son, that’s what u mean?

He’ll do same, once he learns,

but daughter to be born with it



She won’t live with us forever,

some day she’ll get married

we’ll be in her heart for ever,

however farthest she remained



Daughters are evident angels...

born with unconditional love

filled with caring for parents,

my daughter, my heart throb