Dormant Rapist - Revelations Of An Eighty Year Old Poem by Bashyam Narayanan

At eighty and above
I am in married life
For more than fifty years now
My wife still alive and active
We have children
All of them above forty five
We have six grandchildren
The youngest one is
A twenty five yer old grand daughter
Through our son
After a gap of about ten or more years
I was to fly
From my town in South to
The national capital
I preferred a seat om the front row
As I needed some more leg space
Than what others do, which was granted too
My position was very close to the entrance
And close to where air hostesses sit
Announce, serve, attend and what not
Air hostesses of these days
Were normally in sarees
And attempting to showcase
How an Indian woman looks
The difference is quite visible in the sense
That today's air hostesses are young
They wear tight mini skirts
And on top they wear tight shirts
Which show up the usually
Less revealed curves, shapes and clefts
The tight mini skirts hold on to their hips
Leaving to me, if not to any other male passenger,
To guess the anatomy inside
The transparent, though black, stockings too
Expose their legs' shapes and thigh muscles
My attempts to take off my eyes away from them failed
Especially, when they get seated,
Exposing vicinity of their privacy
We are talking these days lot about punishing rapists
With these exposures in the front
I saw in me a dormant rapist
And how shall I get punished for
Inadvertently getting to know their interiors
Without their consent