01/12/2025
Superwoman
On my way to my dreams, one day I met my Life;
Who stopped and asked me; Hey! why are you so sad?
I solemnly replied;
I am a student aspiring for high grades!
Life wished me good luck and slipped away quietly.
They negated the wisdom of a girl through books and school;
And trained her skills as a domestic coordinator in pool;
for them grades are nothing to a girl in front of home spree;
like a tree growing just tall and bare without any greens.
Lo! She is now a baby sitter, a cook, a cleaner, and a maid!
Life smiled at her and whispered gently at the patriarchy;
Ya! girls are just burden, beside doing their best in hierarchy,
like an overcoat hanging over shoulders on a snowy snoberry !
But the society stressed for studies, to prove her mettle,
so that she brings laurels to the family, as if onus lies on her!
Commuting from home to college, was no less than a war;
Like a moon striving to shine under the gloom of glare and jar!
The young woman was often Stalked, mauled and scared
by goons, who are literally wolves, in the skin of men
waiting at corners, to get hold of their poor feeble hunt;
Like a hurricane that takes up everything out of sight as a runt!
She pleaded Life to protect, but was mischievously denied.
With fear and tears in her sleepless eyes and empty stomach;
she engrossed herself in books and got a job, bringing pride
to the privileged family, friends and social beings....
Life quietly congratulated her and warned about the future.
The innocent dame smiled confidently as an officer;
and dare to dream about her Prince and her mansion
Like a cuckoo calling aloud for the spring to sprout!
Now she is a wife, daughter- in- law, sister-in-law, and
A working mother who is neither at home nor in office!
The lady is in her own web of duty, desire and dream
Like a spider swindling in its web on a wild stormy freak!
Life satirically winked at her and disappeared in the infinity!
She was hanging like a Trishanku in between mortal and immortal;
half exhausted and half confused under her burden of roles,
like a suppressed Soul, still the world calls her a Superwoman!
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Dr. Anita Sharma
Shimla
