Jasbir Chatterjee

Gold Star - 8,413 Points (4 March 1966 / Delhi)

Nightmare Of A Working Woman - Poem by Jasbir Chatterjee

I stood at the crowded railway station,
Waiting anxiously for the train to arrive;
Minutes ticked by…
I was already very late…
The seminar must have begun;
I thought…
I suddenly had an odd sensation around my left ear.
I touched it with my finger…
My heart missed a beat;
My gold earring was missing…
I was shocked and benumbed.
The train arrived in the meantime
And the crowd jostled me in.

I must have looked sick
Because someone offered me a seat…
Minutes ticked by…
I was already very late…
The seminar must have begun;
I thought…
I suddenly had a wet feeling on my rear.
I got up slightly and looked back…
My heart missed a beat;
There was a dark red stain on the seat of my trousers…
I was shocked, embarrassed, and benumbed.
The train stopped in the meantime
And the crowd jostled me out.

I finally reached my office building
Harassed, with a scarf round my waist;
Minutes ticked by…
The seminar must have begun;
I thought…
I suddenly noticed everyone staring at me wide-eyed
I protectively wrapped my arms around myself…
My heart missed a beat;
My clothes were gone and I stood nude!
I was shocked, embarrassed, and benumbed.
I screamed in fright,
And I toppled down from my bed on the cold, hard floor with a thud…


Comments about Nightmare Of A Working Woman by Jasbir Chatterjee

  • Subhas Chandra Chakra (4/15/2016 1:37:00 AM)


    I touched it with my finger…
    My heart missed a beat;
    My gold earring was missing…
    I was shocked and benumbed.

    And the crowd jostled me in.

    I got up slightly and looked back…
    My heart missed a beat;
    There was a dark red stain on the seat of my trousers…
    I was shocked, embarrassed, and benumbed.

    And the crowd jostled me out.

    I suddenly noticed everyone staring at me wide-eyed
    I protectively wrapped my arms around myself…
    My heart missed a beat;
    My clothes were gone and I stood nude!
    I was shocked, embarrassed, and benumbed.
    I screamed in fright,
    And I toppled down from my bed on the cold, hard floor with a thud…

    I wish the nightmare were never come true! !
    What a painful outcome!
    Ours is no more a civilized society. Love and protective looks towards women have become words of literature only.
    Thanks for the nice portrait.
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  • Dr.tony Brahmin (3/30/2016 5:43:00 AM)


    My clothes were gone and I stood nude!
    I was shocked, embarrassed, and benumbed.
    I screamed in fright,
    And I toppled down from my bed on the cold, hard floor with a thud… your imagination of a night mare that comes out of busy schedule and hard work in the given circumstances.. very well thought out and written. thank you dear poetess. tony
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  • Tapan M. Saren (3/30/2016 2:44:00 AM)


    It's a funny nightmare.... Well done (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (12/12/2015 12:40:00 PM)


    Hard work but, the munites ticked by. Nice work. (Report) Reply

  • Rajpal Singh (8/28/2015 8:26:00 AM)


    nice and heart touching poem (Report) Reply

  • Rajnish Manga (11/16/2014 1:14:00 AM)


    This dreadful but powerful narrative brings to fore a couple of harrowing experiences of many an urban woman irrespective of her age. Very poignant and bold. I liked this poem because of its analogy with recent mishaps that have taken place all around us. (Report) Reply

  • Akhtar Jawad (6/20/2014 6:42:00 AM)


    A woman in general and a working woman in particular faces many natural and man made problems, she has fears and these fears often cause such dreams. A nice and bold description. (Report) Reply

  • Guenael Roodjerry Oristel (12/20/2012 8:55:00 AM)


    wow, no words to describe this poem to show you how wonderful it is.
    I enjoyed reading this poem, I could read it over and over again.
    Good job keep up the good work..
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  • Aung Si (10/9/2012 3:29:00 AM)


    My heart missed a beat;
    What a beautiful idea.Loved it.
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  • Indranil Bhaduri (10/9/2012 1:01:00 AM)


    Very well picturised............ (Report) Reply

  • (6/29/2012 2:01:00 AM)


    Wow.. really good poem. You had me going. Glad it was just a dream. (Report) Reply

  • (6/22/2012 10:55:00 AM)


    a case for freudian dream analysis! (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh Rai (6/14/2012 12:03:00 AM)


    Really, it is a matter to realise about the difficulties of working woman in India. they have to cook, they have to attend office, they have to take care of kids. Indian women have many fold struggle. despite of every struggle they win to manage the home. they are not so to quit the home in minor issues.. nice depiction. I must like to vote. regards (Report) Reply

  • (5/30/2012 3:23:00 AM)


    Everyday experience of an Indian working woman is exactly pictured here.Family life and work are the two fold struggle of an Indian woman.It is really painful. (Report) Reply

  • (5/26/2012 1:41:00 AM)


    Oh! Fantastic picturisation
    of turmoil and trifles of working class woman!
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  • (5/22/2012 3:38:00 AM)


    yes, suspense maintained till the concluding lines, , terrible nightmare, , , (Report) Reply

  • (5/21/2012 10:28:00 PM)


    a very relevant poem, depicts the experiences a working woman faces in her working life. magical words! (Report) Reply

  • Neela Nath Das (5/19/2012 7:47:00 AM)


    A horrible dream, which should not come true.Narrated with a suspense till the end.Nice! (Report) Reply

  • (5/18/2012 1:29:00 AM)


    This had me in stitches! Very funny, ha ha, good one! I woke up laughing (Report) Reply

  • Nasarudheen Parameswaran (5/18/2012 1:06:00 AM)


    A wild dream beautifully narrated, . (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 18, 2012



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