FIRST LOVE

Dear First Love,

Years ago

Young and uncertain

Our eyes met

Our paths converged

Only to diverge 

In tangents

You, in search of your dream

I, in search of mine.

Through it all,

Did you feel the void even then

As I did?

Now that our paths converge once again—

And once again,

Our eyes meet

We blush even now...

Obliterating 

The years between.

 

MORNING THOUGHTS

Fish in bowl

Bowl in Sunlight

Dancing waters

Crazy colours

Coloured pebbles

Leaf

Little fish resting on leaf…

I sip my coffee

At peace with the world.

 

I AM NOTHING

This morning

I looked in the mirror

A beautiful person stared back at me

but then...

I looked at the slim stereotype model

and compared to her

I don't matter

I am NOTHING.

I am a homemaker

through the day

I cook amazing meals

I clean, I take care of all my family's needs

I am their friend, my children's teacher,

a tailor when they tear their clothes

a nurse when they're sick

a storyteller, a counsellor par excellence

an interior decorator, a artist when they ask those charts in school..

but then...

I saw this woman with her handbag 

making for her office, beating the traffic

and earning money

and compared to her

I don't matter

I am NOTHING.

I am so good at computers

in office, I am the go-to person

to resolve a glitch

the one they depend on to get things done.

Am in a steady relationship 

and I further my studies

and I can sing like a nightingale

but then...

I look at those who have a bevy of friends 

around them

and seem to breeze through life

and compared to them

I don't matter

I am NOTHING.