She woke up earlier than usual today, the sky was all bright
The cold was starting to disappear, and everything seemed alright
Finishing up the morning tasks she reached her office soon
And worked with unwavering attention till noon.
Life was so good to her, she considered herself lucky
She had a secure job, great colleagues, and nothing tricky.
Oh! she had an office crush too whom she would admire often
She craved for his attention, she longed for his glances
But she never gathered the courage to tell him what she felt
She believed it would look brazen.
She had some lunch, worked again and then returned,
It was the same story every day, nothing different
The same place, same people, same work,
Even weekends were all same, nothing exceptional
Watching a movie or web series was the new normal
The towering flats, malls and supermarkets which were once exciting
Now even they had started to get boring.
For she stayed in a PG with a couple of friends
In the urban city of Gurgaon, far away from where she belonged
Sometimes she would get a chance to witness the setting sun
On some random holiday, and that too after some struggle
Oh! Now even that view was rare and special,
It was a distinct sight every time, though she had seen it a million times.
The chirping of birds returning to their homes,
The rays of light slowly getting feeble,
The warmth of the sun losing intensity,
The earth slowly proceeding towards twilight,
Paving the way for the arrival of a dark night.
All these scenes drove her thoughts back to her home
Somewhere in a coastal town of Odisha
It is the same sunset there as well, but not the ambience
As the world where she had grown up was different, probably better than this
Far from the hustle of over-crowded metros
Far from the blanket of ubiquitous flats
Far from all that polluted air
And far from such extreme weather conditions
She remembered being at home, which was totally her own,
Sitting on the balcony or on the rooftop,
Or wandering aimlessly, with an unoccupied mind
With the breeze from the sea kissing her face giving a touch of coolness
She would sip a cup of hot tea enjoying the moment.
She used to get nostalgic while coming back to the present
But sometimes she carried on, reminiscing her childhood
How beautiful those days were, no worry or tension.
Her holidays were spent on the neighbouring temple
Or playing with her friends on the nearby ground
Or at the beach with the waves engulfing her feet
And she mocked herself, for all that is now gone.
But today is a usual one, no sunset sightings no recollections,
She returned from work, took some rest, and sat down again on the TV
Waiting for her roommates, munching something she found
But suddenly her phone rang, it was her mom.
She had the same old concern about her marriage
Repeating again her list of suitable proposals
Urging her to start thinking about settling down
As she thought it was already late.
But our girl brushed them aside with career excuses
The same old tactic that was now getting redundant
However, later she did give a thought about it for the first time,
She could not prolong those excuses for long
She realized that one day she must tie the knot,
She realized that one day she has to start a new family
She has to start a new world with someone new,
In a place hopefully different than this.
She made herself ready for what was to come
She was anxious but deep down she also felt happy
As she went to pick her phone up to tell this to her mom,
Oh! How satisfied she would be to finally get her consent,
But then the doorbell rang, her roommate arrived,
And she got lost in her company, the same evening conversations
She kept that work for some other day, maybe for the next call,
And she lived in the present, as she does every day.
Gossiped with her roommates, had some dinner, and went to sleep
She has to get ready again for office tomorrow, the exact same way.
Beautiful poem... Many working people could easily relate to it. Good job... Waiting for the next
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Deepak
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