‘A Working Woman's Dilemma’
It's 8.30am

The maid has not arrived.

The breakfast is not ready,

And I have tiffins to fill.

The laundry heap increases,

The groceries need refill.

The elder one has homework,

The younger one's still sleeping.

There's no egg in the fridge,

The milk just spills over.

I have a conference today,

My blouse needs ironing.

There's a workshop in the school,

I don't know how to manage.

My mother in law is here

To ask medicines for backache.

A call from the bathroom

“I’ve forgotten the towel ”

The cat mews, the birds chirp,

The plants need watering.
The phone beeps

To remind me of a pleural tap.

The receptionist calls

Full appointments overall.

My shoulders aches

I have noone to tell.

My eyes are heavy

With last night's on call.

I don't remember the last time

I had been to the parlor.

My nails are brittle,

My hair needs a color.

My clothes have lost the sheen

I need a wardrobe makeover.

But before that I've to pick up

The toys that are scattered.

I think it was last year

When I spoke to my sister.

Can't recollect the moment

When I chatted with my mother.
I'm no feminist

I'm no atheist

I know not what I'm

More than a housekeeper,

a mother and a doctor.

I may be an orator,

A painter, an artist,

A singer, a poetess,

A traveller, a cyclist,

A writer, a musician,

A craftsman, philanthropist.

The last time I tried

To find out my ability

My child scored badly

And you know what followed exactly.

So next time she got a gold medal

They praised her father's genes

I remembered my trophies

Which no one had seen.

I know not what my daughter

Will do after growing up.

But I'm sure these responsibilities

Will never stop to follow her.
Marriages are made in heaven

Love is a fairly tale.

I'm sure every working woman

Has a different story to tell.

So, whenever you look

At a house that's tidy,

A child who is happy,

Intelligent and healthy,

Remember, it's the woman behind

Who sacrificed her sleep,

her degrees, her passion

her ambitions and needs.

Give her a pat, a word of praise,

a ear to listen, a helping hand

It's always a woman

who makes the house a home.

But it's everyone's duty

To make her feel at home.
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