Friday, 23 November 2018

To snub it, is a misplaced priority


Things occurred fairly fast,

all went remarkably well

evidently my luck clicked,

a satisfying positive spell



Married at d’ end of teen age,

stars in a secured position

PhD in next couple of years,

then excelled in profession



Engrossed in my vocation,

a Professor at d’ age of forty

climbed d’ ladder with ease,

preoccupied truly in duty



No time for a relaxed breath,

achieved a status in d’ city

lately only I could realise,

it was a misplaced priority



Ambitions blindfolded me,

I got it absolutely wrong,

when kids expected a lot,

I ignored and went along



Toiled hard, a devout lecturer,

and a busy able administrator

nothing could hold me back,

stamped as a careless mother







Now I wish to share my pain

to warn, encourage d’ young

not to tread in d’ same path,

to be too busy is ever wrong



It became my designation

to my children...."I'm busy"

kids couldn’t win over me,

attempted and felt uneasy



My mum was there around,

for me, to nurse the children

d’ moment they grew li’l big,

to the boarding school I sent,



My spouse did not support it,

but I always found out a way

couldn’t conciliate my duties,

from kids better to keep away



I was li’l distant, had no time,

no warm bond with d’ family

2 boys and d’ girl felt forlorn

might be inimical, surely silly



Guilt, solitude engulfed me,

I felt restless and unsettled

had no time for my husband,

children and the household







On my 60th birthday event,

sent for d’ children to rejoice

both boys said they were busy,

wish to enjoy but no choice



before 2 days to my birthday,

"I'm very sorry, my dear Mum"

daughter’s whatsapp message,

"squeezed out no time to come"



"My hubby needs my attention,

to look after him, I’ve to stay

also I’m carrying, it’s 3rd month,

wish you a very Happy birthday



I feel lonely in this freakish land,

perplexing issues, wish to discuss

None to guide me, pat on d’ back,

Mum, will you please pray for us?



Hard to recover from d’ message,

in their need, I was never there

now I wish to see them once and

to have food and gossips together



I’m dumbfounded for my words,

it’s ideal to be a sincere worker

relationship a vital salient truth,

one must evidently do remember




Parenting, tough sacrificial work,

 always far from home can't stay

avoid work that diverts attention,

from spouse, kids can't run away



Solidify your sweet home first,

reshape the attitude and options

might seem costly and tricky now

the future reward is worth it



Be selflessly available for kids,

first thing first, it’s d’ prime duty

loved ones need us much more,

to snub it, is a misplaced priority

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