Indian Poetess

 

The alarm goes off

jolting her as always

In one fluid motion she

swerves off bed

rubbing sleep

out of her eyes

 

It’s still dark

four in the morn

the rooster next door

had yet to announce day

She glances through the window

the moon – a perfect orb

smiling down as always

she returns the smile

 

A quick wash, and

she lights the lamp

eyes shut in a hurried prayer

asking for blessings for all

especially her two children

far from home

 

She rushes to the kitchen

the daily mill

breakfast and lunch to be ready

laundry to be done

finally

a quick bath before

she got ready to

leave for work

along with her husband

 

After a tough day at the office

target pressures

customer complaints

staff problems

she is picked up

by her husband late evening

 

Back home, he changes

has a wash and settles before

the T.V

She has a quick wash and

is back in the kitchen

doing the dishes from morning

cooking dinner

feeding her husband

clearing, cleaning, washing

the daily cycle

 

At last she shuts kitchen

close to midnight

 

Her husband is already in bed

she peeps in

seeing he’s asleep she

settles at the table with

her laptop

the poem bursting forth

had to be written

 

She had just started when

the call comes

“Why on earth are you still awake

I’ve lost my sleep

come here at once”

She sighs as she hurries

to their room

 

He pulls her down

stripping her as he does so

before she can say a word

he is on her plundering, ravaging

the pain hitting her

as it always did

till finally he  shudders

and rolls off

 

She lays supine for a bit

pulls herself up

staggers to the toilet

stands under the shower

hoping the water would cleanse off

this ritual humiliation

 

Soon she is

back at her laptop

where

a poem awaits

completion.

 

 

Note: India is basically a male dominant country. Cooking, home keeping and caring for the children  continue to be the wife’s duty, although she may be holding a regular job outside too. Attitudes are slowly changing and these days a few men do help out at home too.

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About Elizabeth Kuriakose

A hectic career as a banker and looking after family kept me busy for ages. Quit my job to look after family. Once the children were old enough to take care of themselves, I discovered my love for writing in late 2014. Words in poetry or prose have been my constant companion thence on.

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