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Today I present to you a poem which addresses the questions which I still could not find answer to. It is related to my mother and to motherhood in general.
Please don’t judge me. I love my mother as much as you do. I respect every decision that she ever made. But yes, I do show my disagreement towards few of her decisions. Maybe I am too young to understand and some day I will.
For time being this much disclaimer should suffice.
So here it is,
I Asked My Mother
“Why did you marry, what did you earn?”
A husband, not able to give you everything
A daughter, whose love for you is uncertain.
Today, come along with me, let me show you the person you once knew .
Imagine, you are twenty-four, unmarried, earning a living of your own
ready to face the world like a stone
Fulfilling all your desires you ever had,
travelling around the world like a nomad,
buying anything you like without looking at the price tag,
your pride as an independent, being intact,
Climbing the ladders of success, you are unstoppable
Dynamic as person, you are no more comparable
It’s you Ma, look what you could have been
Possibilities are endless, but you… left in between.
What have you become, have a look at yourself,
All day busy with household chores,
Your dreams not even waiting for you ashore,
Whole life looking after your ungrateful family
Your mistakes not forgiven easily,
Every day you make for us delights
But we don’t even care to wish you “good night”
You tolerate our tantrums with a smile,
No one knows what emotions do you pile
The list not exhaustive,
People say these are the sacrifices you made
But I ask, in this life of yours where are you
Do you even know YOUR VALUE?
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