Mother! I do not know
Whether I could become
A good girl like you wanted
But I still remember your words
Your discipline and restrictions.
You used to tell
'The girls should not laugh loudly
They should walk slowly
Their words should be sweet and soft
But they should be prompt
To carry an order.
That I should never
Neglect in duty to take care of elders
I should bury my pains inside
And keep smiling.
I should never
Reply back to elders
Nor ever question their actions
Even if I have to make a sacrifice.
Years have passed away
While I was trying to be a good girl.
But now I ask
What have I got at the end
How could have I
Kept those sorrows and pains inside me
If I have failed to become
'A good girl '
Like you wanted me to be
Lovely poem. Yes times have changed. Some of our mothers teachings may lose value but some are still eternal and time tested to be true. Your mother definitely can be very proud of you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Bharati, I think you have succeeded in becoming 'a good girl'. By the way, mothers are ALWAYS too old to argue with, no matter how young they are!