As soon as she came home from
Office and announced ' it '
There was an uproar in the house
' No! Are you out of your mind? ', shrieked
The always-aggressive husband
' How can I face my friends?
They would laugh at me ', sulked
The generally silent daughter
' At your age, do you think
You can still do 'it'? ' doubted
The college-going son
' No one in our family
Ever did such a thing ', piped in
The ever-grumbling mother-in-law
But she remained undaunted
' Come what may, here I go ', so saying
She went out and registered for
KATHAK classes after office-hours
(Hyderabad) (September14, '09)
Kathak, what a taste of india, I just checked out a kathak utube video. thanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
and that is the spirit...learning an art is a pleasure...if physique age should not matter...you had skillfully maintained the suspense till the end...very well written....10 please read my poems 'a finger's touch on me 'a listener in us