Roots and Rain / Poem by Dr. Ranjana Sharan Sinha

Poem by Dr. Ranjana Sharan Sinha
Roots and Rain
In the congested confine
of mud, plastic and bamboo,
the woman in her late twenties
wishes to feel and capture
the magic of monsoon–
The dreamy languorous charm
of the morning
just before the rain!
She has made
many houses a home:
A homemaker
of thousands of households
strives to be the one
for her own home,
But the domestic help
has no time.
Dressed in frumpy
loose-fitting salwar kameez,
wearing her oiled hair
tied tightly back
with red sindoor in her parting,
she mulls over
her recollections of last night’s
monsoon party at her sahab’s bungalow:
The electricity and magnetism–
Fun, music,alcohol,
gorgeous women in
carefully tailored outfits!
For her the place
was like the inside of a gigantic beast;
she’d felt sick–
Washing, peeling, grinding
neglected..ousted..shut out!
She was like a chicken in a truckload
grabbed by its fragile feet
and shoved into a tight crate!
Since long
monsoons have been pouring
miseries on her life.
This year in new avatar
she wants to wear her dark hair
long and loose,
like the madams do.
The large clouds
move towards her,
the tapping of the rain
becomes pitter- patter.
The sound intensifies:
Silver trickles of water
seep into the soil–
The vivid deep blue
Aparajita smiles:
The undefeated nightingale!
Copyright@ Dr. Ranjana Sharan Sinha

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