Women are multi taskers..
Yeh…did you call me for your missing shoes??
Or for some pending work..
A half-opened door..
Distant sound of leaking water..
You hardly hear…
A spade here and a spade there…
We got theorized and
Patently customized to needs
By our willing parents
While mending the mundane…
We search our inner selves..
Albeit with another disguise of you…
Who takes credit of the chiseled thoughts..
Yes… We are multi-doers
Raging bull never scare us…
Similarly an alcoholic companion…
The bruised soul of several nights…
Gets ready for sunshine with equal fervor
Flaunts the titles generously bestowed on us…
Yes..we are arrogant…
Ravaged by limited knowledge
Longing for fresh breath of freedom..
We think many..talk few and detoured
Rarely do any..
We always think..
Yes.. we are arrogant when not obeying ..
Yes…we are in a web..
Either virtual or societal and real..
We chose YOU as our destiny
Are Slaves to our own love..
With blood-shed or without..
What’s left to us other than being called
The creatures of web…
When you can say our union
An Exasperated sex..
Yes… we live in the cobwebs
On our intellect…
Where do I get a broom??
to un clutter that..which is
Made of customs and customary thoughts
In the careful consumer world..
I am keen to clear the cobweb…
The shining of intellect choking to bear…
Further… We need to find time for that…
We are too busy for us..!!
Finding the shreds of bruised life..
Making it a compassionate smile..
The Painting WEB OF THOUGHTS , A pencil sketch done by Ms. Ragini Chaubey, a Delhi Based Artist, some of her work can be seen at http://raginichaubey.blogspot.com/]
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