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Maa

Maa

Her bold eyes welcomed my bald head amidst yells and pain,

A totally round creature with a toothless mouth became her summer rain.

 Amidst conscious, semiconscious and unconscious state she yearned for my ugly sweet being,

 Thinking that only she knew the magic to transform me to some Disney queen.

 Determined to create something meaningful out of that total mess,

 She buckled up herself fully to face her massive test.

 With fierce love and pure heart she prioritised my needs and wants,

 An enduring, repetitive daily task with no guarantees and P.F funds.

 She cajoled my father to put me  in a reputed school,

 And pretended to manage the fees and other paraphernalia with a total cool.

 But I knew that the financial part with its endless claws had given her goosebumps,

 For I witnessed her making deals with her God with prayers and endless chants.

 In an effort to ease her mind, I told her my own aim,

I, then a little girl, promised to become a household name.

 She believed me fully and never doubted my resolution,

 It seemed that her ugly duckling was finally reaching her destination.

 Her sarees were ordinary and her meals were simple,

 I never found her inclined to buy expensive jewels.

 But I can tell you that real sadness used to engulf her otherwise happy being,

 At occasions when she detected lackadaisical attitude in me or my sibling.

 She defined us as her ’ heart’ and ‘pulse’ with a soaring delight,

 Ever ready to make amends in us by putting up an energetic fight.

 She knew no feminism and never fought for her own rights,

 Her only dream was that her ’ heart’ and ‘pulse’ get a meaningful life.

 Years later, the cycle of life brought her to the stage of old age,

 And I did not became that household name as I promised in my tender age.

 I am not ashamed though, as thanks to her, I carved my own path,

 By showering others with boundless, uncalculated love.

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Written by Indrani Chowdhury

Indrani Chowdhury was born and raised in the north-east city of India, at Guwahati in Assam. She did her post graduation in English literature and had worked as a teacher for some years. Her friends describes her as a simple, hard working girl. She is settled at Bangalore after her marriage and is a mother of a one and a half years old.The world of books have always intrigued her and she has a knack for writing. Besides this, she likes travelling, cooking for her family and friends and meeting interesting people.

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