Challenging Changes Poem by Dr.Sandhya Tiwari

At daybreak when the day starts
All in a great hurry run fast
Men and women struggling alike
Gone are the days where only men strived
Being better-half, the women stayed at home
Grinding, cleaning, washing ….
Activities and chores as such
However hard they worked
No one considered it much
Commented and criticized by mother-in-law
Unnerving tension with unnecessary mention
By finding each single flaw
No less were children adding to the problem
Scattered books all around
Clothes off the shelves found
And to do all these works mother was bound
Added to these are the uninvited visitors
Some with invitations
Causing at odd hours irritation
But all these went in vain
Women worked very hard
Yet, there was no gain
With the advent of LPG
Liberalization, Privatization and Globalization
Women geared up to face men in all situations
Determined, perseverant and balanced women were afloat
Mothers with pride all bloat
White-clad ambassadors to satisfy their thirst
To remain in power popular,
Praised women and placed them first
Suppressed for years souls of the women surge
Equality and justice at every point they urge
Reservation and intelligence merged
Competent and successful women emerged
Pride and ego of many men bloated and swelled
Both the sexes stand at crossroads
Pained out of relationship strained
At home all suffered
The children, the aged and the old
Days passed reminisced and memories written in gold
Life is nothing but sorry saga of pathetic stories untold
Imagine the Years turn and topple
Mother awaiting the Child's return
With a pleasant smile ready to serve hot snacks
Rare it was to bring unhygienic ready made packs
Come festivals and birthdays
Preparations mixed with love and emotions
Not the stale bakery stuff
Faded labels of pizzas, burgers and puffs
Cooking elaborate meals women enjoyed
The small sacrifices of pleasures were thrilled
Times have changed with equality fever
Many a girls are worldly-wise and clever
At the end, tired of trend, look for amend
Many intensely look for past pleasures
Full of jubilance, life as a treasure