Simply gorgeous to look at
Her singing an euphonious melody,
Who else can it be, dear reader,
Other than my �not-so-fair� Lady.

She has a great sense of humor
She laughs at jokes I don�t even tell,
For shopping she takes me to places
Which look straight out of Dante�s hell.

Gardening is her passion
And interior decoration her hobby,
Sadly with all these distractions
She has little time for her precious hubby.

She can talk on any topic
She can converse on any theme,
She sometimes gives me nightmares
But most often she is my dream.

At work she is the leader
At home the undisputed boss,
But without her I know
My life would have gone for a toss.

She gave my being a purpose
And the much needed stability,
And above all she made me realize
In many areas my lack of ability.

Every time I tried to change her
I found I had changed instead,
Every time I tried to lead her
I realized it was I who was being led.

Even now when I start to float
She brings me to the ground
Whenever I lose my bearings
She makes sure they are quickly found.

In my life I have had many friends
But I�ll never find like her, any other
Yes, dear reader, my best friend
Is my kids� darling mother. 

December 18, 2005 

Poems published December 18, 2005   
Broken by Nooria Rahmanzai
Canadian Detour by Jayati Gupta 
Christmas Gifts by Jayati Gupta 
Destruction and Construction by TA Ramesh 
Ego by Nilesh Roy 
Hearts of Stone by Neha Jain 
Home-Coming by Aparna Chatterjee  
In Pursuit of Peace by Vasanta Athilat 
Migratory Birds by Dr. Uma Asopa 
My Best Friend by Ramendra Kumar 
My Lonely Dreams by Tri Tran
My Obituary by Kumud Biswas 
Oh Lor' by Nilesh N.C. Roy 
On Being in Your Tongue by Hillol Ray 
Our Own Ship by Shernaz Wadia 
Sheer Joy by Annu Chopra
The Slave of Pain by Aditi Mishra 
Time by Shernaz Wadia
Woven Women by N.Karthikeyan Osho 
Your Eyes by Ramendra Kumar 
 

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