Now I know you are out of my imagination,
I can’t see you when I close my eyes
I can only see work not done, bills not paid,
My daughter crying as I reach home late

It’s not that you have disappeared
It’s just that you have taken a back seat in my thoughts
As priorities change, the relation also changes
from love to understanding from understanding to compromise

I would love to have a chat over a cup of coffee
Ask you how you’ve been, how life has treated you lately
But then my daughter’s homework is more important
I have to drop her to the dance class daily

Kitchen is the only escape where I can be myself
I cook and enjoy my culinary skills
Make a drink for self, enjoying it solo standing in
As that’s the only way I can chill

All of us have a different dinner schedule
Just like morning and afternoon
I end up having it alone
And of course the last one to munch on.

By the time I reach the bed you are in your dreamland
Waking you up is a crime big enough
I just lie down next to you thinking about next day’s work
Clothes to wash, dishes to clean, school fee…..and I doze off !! 

August 6, 2006

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The Week of August 6, 2006   
A Poem by Shernaz Wadia
A Query by Jay 'Aarzoo'
A Spark of Life by Walter Durk   
Alone by Walter Durk  
Autumn Mist by Matthew Brackley 
Azanee, Lady of Elegance by Khadim Hussain
Circumstances by Wangdi Gyalpo
Desert Mountains in Leh by Jennifer Marie Bayer, Ph.D
Differently Beautiful by Shernaz Wadia
Golden Eagle Rising by Matthew Brackley 
Kinu Goala's Alley by Kumud Biswas
Man and Wife by Archana Shukla
Monarch by Dr. Christine Redman-Waldeyer 
Rain by Lavanya Shah 
Revenge by Annu Chopra
Sanctum Sanctorum by Aparna Chatterjee 
Seasons by Lavanya Shah
Smile in His Sleep by A. Thiagarajan 
Taking Stock by Sucharita Dutta-Asane
The Essence of Life by Walter Durk 
Violence by A. Thiagarajan
   

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