One month has passed without you.
A first in about 20 years.
One month with two younger ones,
A first in all these years.
The taste of a single parent,
Sweet only and not an ounce bitter.
The taste of being without you
Is a numb feeling with me.
Days filled with office work,
With a nagging thought, ‘how must be kids at home’
Would call you to check if they are well.
Now calling them up to check and relieved to know they handle it well.
Especially Mummu, I know she takes care of her younger bro.
Ibbu, I know is a bit difficult, but has not shown his naughtiness yet.
Must be thinking of not making it difficult for Daddy alone.
You would call during my office hours asking what is to be prepared for dinner,
Is changed by morning saga now …preparing their breakfast while I shower and dress up for the day.
Lock the bedroom without fail, there is a large window and a balcony that they may go there.
The security of an absent home-maker fills a house that is quiet most of the time.
I then rush to turn off the cooking gas before leaving the kitchen now.
Keep the breakfast on the table while I sip my tea often cold now.
Remove the food from the fridge for their lunch before I leave the house.
They are still sleeping and I am saved of saying good bye to them.
A first in about 20 years.
One month with two younger ones,
A first in all these years.
The taste of a single parent,
Sweet only and not an ounce bitter.
The taste of being without you
Is a numb feeling with me.
Days filled with office work,
With a nagging thought, ‘how must be kids at home’
Would call you to check if they are well.
Now calling them up to check and relieved to know they handle it well.
Especially Mummu, I know she takes care of her younger bro.
Ibbu, I know is a bit difficult, but has not shown his naughtiness yet.
Must be thinking of not making it difficult for Daddy alone.
You would call during my office hours asking what is to be prepared for dinner,
Is changed by morning saga now …preparing their breakfast while I shower and dress up for the day.
Lock the bedroom without fail, there is a large window and a balcony that they may go there.
The security of an absent home-maker fills a house that is quiet most of the time.
I then rush to turn off the cooking gas before leaving the kitchen now.
Keep the breakfast on the table while I sip my tea often cold now.
Remove the food from the fridge for their lunch before I leave the house.
They are still sleeping and I am saved of saying good bye to them.
My mind with them while still in office.
The water bottles need to be replaced.
Remind them not to open the door for anyone – known or strangers.
Rush to return back in the evenings.
Pleased to see the house clean.
Mummu knows I like things to be kept in order.
Ibbu also helps.
They wattsapp to their mom and elder bro in my absence.
I see the transcript and much relieved.
Then come weekends time to dine out.
It’s odd to sit in the family section without you.
But cannot see an embarrassed Mummu sitting in a room of men alone.
Yesterday she asked for an Abaya.
Time flew so fast..never realized it.
Come to supermarket, clicking a selfie for you.
They smile at the camera for you.
The water bottles need to be replaced.
Remind them not to open the door for anyone – known or strangers.
Rush to return back in the evenings.
Pleased to see the house clean.
Mummu knows I like things to be kept in order.
Ibbu also helps.
They wattsapp to their mom and elder bro in my absence.
I see the transcript and much relieved.
Then come weekends time to dine out.
It’s odd to sit in the family section without you.
But cannot see an embarrassed Mummu sitting in a room of men alone.
Yesterday she asked for an Abaya.
Time flew so fast..never realized it.
Come to supermarket, clicking a selfie for you.
They smile at the camera for you.
In their beds at the usual time, I tuck their sheets
They say the prayer you taught them
I kiss them goodnight.
They say the prayer you taught them
I kiss them goodnight.
All the while I imagine you moving in the house
Doing the things I am doing now.
Love of them has made it easy
Necessity of daily lives has made it possible.
Before going to bed I think about you.
2563.3 miles is a distance not big to feel.
It is the relationship that makes me feel.
We live for many things,
Bound by love, the distances shrink.
Sleeping in between the kids,
While I think about you.
Ibbu turns on my side and keeps his hand on my chest.
I keep my hand on his.
And before my mind can think more,
I look in the mobile to set the alarm.
Tomorrow will be another day.
More time has to pass away,
It will somehow beyond my fathoming
And there will be more memories to write
With kids, without you.
Doing the things I am doing now.
Love of them has made it easy
Necessity of daily lives has made it possible.
Before going to bed I think about you.
2563.3 miles is a distance not big to feel.
It is the relationship that makes me feel.
We live for many things,
Bound by love, the distances shrink.
Sleeping in between the kids,
While I think about you.
Ibbu turns on my side and keeps his hand on my chest.
I keep my hand on his.
And before my mind can think more,
I look in the mobile to set the alarm.
Tomorrow will be another day.
More time has to pass away,
It will somehow beyond my fathoming
And there will be more memories to write
With kids, without you.
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