Female Bonding Poem by ANJALI KAKATI

Celebrating
Moments of our
Friendship
Past,
Present
And
Future.
What makes it tick?
I often wonder.
No,
Its not your
Ever laughing,
Dancing
Pair of chocolate brown eyes.
Nor,
Your vivacious smile,
Reaching
All the way up to your eyes.
No,
Its not those QID phone calls
Chats,
Or
Hours of vagabonding together.

What makes it rock
Is the way you say
“Hello”
And I know
What’s going to follow.
And how exactly
I can tell
Which day of the week
You will wear yellow.
It’s the comfort
In which we confide
Seriously
“I am shallow”
And
The very next moment
Laugh out loud
At the passing fellow.

I know,
Obviously,
We are not going to donate each other
Bone Marrow(different HLA profiles!!) .
But at least
We have promised to bring
“Chicken chawal”
in case one of us
for some thing or other
lands up in the gallow.
And adjusting to each others
Hormonal bellow (read PMSs) .
Wait
For the other to mellow.

I think,
We rock,
Cause,
It’s like looking into the mirror.
(Though each is thinking
The other ones slightly fatter fellow)
Mirroring of souls
Where we mount
The same winged horses
Of dreams
Galloping,
Into the seamless sky
“Dream riders”.
Where any differences of any kind
Never ever matter.
Where all it means to be happy
Is as simple as
Following the flying sparrow
Or simply
Peeping down into a rabbits burrow.
Where being together
Means “joys”
Yesterday,
Today
Tomorrow.