“Don’t leave me alone, Maa”
I told her, jokingly
“What will I do home alone, Maa”
I said, alarmingly;
While joking I never realised
how I couldn’t let her walk on by
alone, to exercise her muscles,
I always said I was worried about her,
why, still, didn’t I accompany her?
She came back home, I said Hi
I congratulated her on her new stride,
“Wow! 6 km!” I exclaimed, she smiled;
My appreciation for her made it worthwhile.
Her expressions turned into anger,
I wondered, what could angry her?
A stupid teenager, I didn’t pay much mind-
Till she said, “Someone slapped me behind”
I was shocked, I trembled
I felt like dying, I fumbled,
For words seemed to disappear from my mouth,
My brain screamed “NO!!!”, but it wasn’t that loud.
My heart shook
My pulse stopped,
I felt broken
My tongue chopped.
I started feeling dizzy all of a sudden,
My mother continued, feeling unburdened:
“He was on a bike, went by in a jiffy,
Aimed for my butt, but he was in a hurry,
Instead he hit my back, too hard I felt it
I picked up a rock while my back dealt with it.
Angry, oh angry I was, how dare he hit me!”
She said this, I broke within
what might she be feeling..
Why, my mother, after all she’s dealt with;
Why any girl, any boy,
People aren’t toys.
Nobody is safe.
I cry in my room, for letting my mother go alone
Out in this cruel world;
Should’ve known, the bad guys don’t leave even
Mothers alone,
Thinking about this, my blood curls;
I blame it on myself,
For letting her go alone,
For not thinking twice about the
Uncultured civilisation,
Because to rescue my mother would’ve
Been my ultimate salvation.
Now I cannot be saved,
Neither can anybody else
Who has been touched, or
Whose loved one has been touched.
It’s the same.
Any impression on my mother, falls on me.
The world was once beautiful, but now it doesn’t seem.