Who Is She To Me? Poem by Umasree Raghunath

Calm and cool was my life
Till she came in as storm in life
With the louder laughs and endless giggles
She called me in days and night
Called me to eat and treat
She took me to skies and
Throwed me to earth too
She made me sway with the wind
And slide down the insults
She made the best of my company
But at the same time gave me nuts
She dumped the complex on me
Which I never had in life before
I may not be rich with crores
But can she ever reach my richness of thoughts
Or the richness of care I have in life
She withered with her life and spouse
I cry with her for her pain
She withered with loniless and pain
I share the tinest of her frown
But could she ever think what I go through
Or could she ever lend her hand to raise
Above the trauma I did go through
I am rich with the values which she can never think of
How could she hurt me so and think low just because of it
Millions of people around are worse than me
Crores of people are better than me
But I am proud of what I am,
Than what she could be to me
I am a great wife who changed a man's life
Travel from the asylum to the home was not easy
Or making difference of a faculty to the fulcrum
Of success in software was in my hand in life
I have been a great daughter doing my fathers rites
Proud girl who handled his last journey all alone
I have been a great orater and best student remember ever
I have been a great friend changing many lives around me
I wanna be and am one - a great mom, redefining my
Daughters destiny and future to a greater heights
Today few familieis survive in this city
Not because I gave them few alms, but I showed them a
Definite way of earning and living with Dignity
There are few pairs of individuals who adore me for life
For I helped with the understanding of the most confused
Thoughts of love and life that they started ahead
I think I am good at the service
Reading books for the blind
Writing scripts for the club and press
There is pleasure in collecting old clothers for the needy
Than saving glamorous collections in my wardrobe
There is pleasure talking and sharing thoughts of prisioners
All don't sin for want of it, but as the destiny brings
Than taking every one around a donkey to carrying your load
I believe in the beauty of mind than the physiq
She made me feel bad at face
Which not even my husband did anytime
She could never see the beauty of this friendship
But could only add me to the list of her bakras
I may not be beautiful but still I have people
Who admires me as I am
I may not be rich like her but I am contented
With the richness of hearts I have
I may not be talented like her but I am happy
With the perinnial care that flows in my life
I may not be so punished in life
With the traumatised husband around
But my belief that a woman can change
A man's life got proved both in our cases
One for the best than the other for worse
Tommorrow if I die
I will have few souls really crying for me
That will make my life complete
I am not worried for the this friend of mine
Who is a pleasure and pain in disguise
She could not spare someone hurting her
But will not realise her doing so
She may not walk that extra mile to cheer
But will not spare someone's happiness
She will not have a time for others
But when she wants she wanna u be near
What may come and what may go
She will be my friend
Once in a while as you handle a stubborn child
You will also have to handle the withered souls
Uma, learn to laugh with her when she does
Cry with her when she whines
Walk with her the long walks
But go away when you feel you are lost
Go away when you feel you are at worst
Let me remember me as I am
For the best in me, for the best in her