The Womb – Poems on Mother , Father , Children , Parenthood – Volume 2 by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

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24. YOU WERE THE MORTAL GREATEST DEAR BIOLOGICAL MOTHER

 

It doesn't matter at all if you didn’t clamber up the corporate ladder to success;  prepared appetizing food in the domestic kitchen instead,

 

It doesn’t matter at all if you didn’t earn exorbitant heaps of money; waited with a glimmer of hope in your eyes for your husband to arrive back from office instead,

 

It doesn’t matter at all if you didn’t pioneer spurious conferences; relaxed in the blissful shades of the lawns; catering to each plant with astronomical love and empathy instead,

 

It doesn’t matter at all if you didn’t march towards work at electric pace 9 'O' clock every morning; profoundly engrossed yourself in meticulously cleaning the entire household instead,

 

It doesn’t matter at all if you didn’t surf the web for hours on the trot chatting with Business magnates; acerbically scolded the Milkman for not delivering milk on time instead,

 

It doesn’t matter at all if you didn’t enter the bank ever in your life; busied yourself safeguarding and refurbishing your husbands assets at home instead,

 

It doesn’t matter at all if you didn’t adorn glamorous clothes and an ocean of ostentatious scent; handsomely chopped a plethora of vegetables for afternoon lunch

instead,

 

It doesn’t really matter if you didn’t speak in bombastic English all day; recited sacrosanct hymns in front of the deity you worshipped instead,

 

It doesn’t matter at all if you didn’t wander in and out of sleazy restaurants to entertain a bunch of baseless clients; nostalgically browsed through the collection of your childhood photographs instead,

 

It doesn’t matter at all if you didn’t use pompous interjections like "sorry"; "excuse me"; "thank you", "please"; every minute; merrily played with scores of infants seated on the golden sands instead,

 

It doesn’t matter at all if you didn’t change cars as frequently as your clothes; molded toys of delectable clay to amuse those orphaned instead,

 

It doesn’t matter at all if you didn’t blow your entire life in extravagant clouds of cigarette smoke; narrated enchanting stories to your entire family at late night; to ease off their tensions and put them off to tranquil sleep instead,

It doesn’t matter at all if you didn’t function like clock work all throughout the day; meeting a series of deadlines, fantasized about making this Universe a paradise to

live and exist instead,

 

It doesn’t matter at all if you didn’t use manipulative jargons in your speech; displayed pure passion in your eyes to help your counterparts and siblings instead,

 

It doesn’t matter at all if you didn’t bark orders in your sonorous voice to your team of snobbish compatriots; engaged yourself splendidly knitting for your grandchildren instead,

 

It doesn’t matter at all if you didn’t drink inebriating pegs of scintillating whisky in the

contemporary bar; fed your pet cat with loads of rich cream and milk affectionately instead,

 

It doesn’t matter at all if you didn’t have contacts spread all over awaiting to execute your every command at the mere tap of your finger; satisfied yourself tremendously in bathing your children clean of their incorrigible dirt instead,

 

And It doesn’t matter at all if you didn’t achieve any target in your life; didn’t earn even a single penny of your own irrespective of your age; remained a complete recluse without intermingling the slightest with the pompous society,

 

As I would still "consider you the mortal greatest " dear biological mother ;  for

bearing me 9 months in your belly; evolving me to admire all the beauty that philandered in this world; making me capable of confronting any difficulty that

came my way; and granting me the privilege to enjoy all that I was today