Poetic thoughts, Thoughts and musings, Whines and whispers, Women



Sipping sangrias on an exotic Goan beach,

Lost in my world, beyond everyone’s reach.

I bathe in the glow of the setting sun,

No worry, no hurry, and nowhere to run. 

This is life! Somewhere my mind tells me,

Content, complete, and oh so free! 

Just then the chime rudely jolts me awake,

The kick of reality, not too pleasant to take. 

I amble to the kitchen; all alert and intent,

My day has begun, no time to repent.

I scan the to-do list while the kettle goes off,

Everyone’s schedules to keep; for me, I scoff. 

My limbs work deftly, right to the last second,

My food conveys my love, or so I reckon.

Tea, breakfast, and lunch are tossed in a jiffy,

Their health is a priority, not a choice that’s iffy.

One by one they leave, and silence takes over,

It’s me-time now, precious moments to savour.

Shall I finish that draft or go for a long walk?

I contemplate, taking the weather in stock.

With puja done and the home smelling divine,

I set my work desk, ready to write and shine.

Words haltingly come and then desert me though,

Like a cloudy sky that makes the sun a no-show.

Hundreds of thoughts clutter my mind at once,

That half-read book, tv news, or old series re-runs.

The stories within me wait patiently to be told,

Some see the light of day, some left in the cold.

I chose this, I tell myself with a slight hint of regret,

There’s time and none still, am I allowed to fret?

They judge me for my choices and mock me too,

Do they believe I can do things that I don’t yet do?

I like this loneliness, it’s my comfort zone,

My sounds, my moves, everything is my own.

I’m a homebody at heart, by my own admission,

Why does it bother me then, this lack of ambition?

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5 thoughts on “Musings

  1. Ah I feel most women of our generation are caught in this dilemma, if she stays at home, she may be called ambitionless or a burden and if she goes out she is too ambitious! Well articulated Varsha, I feel every woman deserves to do what she wants, it is for her to decide.

  2. I wouldn’t call it lack ambition, I would say that this is pure luck that one is given time to contemplate and connect and then communicate. Though, I truly like that dream of a Sangria in an exotic location!

  3. There are so many stuck in this dilemma: if they go out, they are too ambitious, and if they stay at home, they may be labelled as slackers, lazy or lacking ambition! IMO, a woman should be free to decide what she wants to do, when she wants to do and even how she wants to lead her life.

  4. You have captured the essence of a woman’s life, balancing personal aspirations with familial responsibilities. The poem resonates with the emotional landscape of many, offering a glimpse into the contemplative moments of solitude and self-reflection.

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