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 |   As the first blog entry got exhausted. My second book |
| Evolution of Love Part 2 |
"When mother is on her bed, she does not cry, she just thinks" Mom when death is on the bed She doesn't cry just thinks She thinks what kids be thinking Papa must be half thinking about it The whole house will be immersed in thought If she was fine then scratchy It removes all the thoughts. She hides her pain with a smile Still keeps trying Mom when death is on the bed - Mom when death is on the bed She doesn't cry just thinks She thinks About that kitchen Where could not go for months Ever since standing up has become muhal Wouldn't have been spoiled by not getting sunny That pickle of mango Which was fresh in the box then If the box of pepper would not have been opened A packet of milk fell outside the house Wouldn't have been there for days All the thinking of mother remains till mother Mother avoids saying anything to anyone Mom when death is on the bed Mom when death is on the bed She doesn't cry, she thinks She thinks- In the cold humming sun Who will feed the kids hard rice Who will make moong dal pudding Who will give me ginger cardamom tea Eat some more Drink some more Who will say it again and again -- Mom when death is on the bed She doesn't cry just thinks She thinks-what kind of baby is this The one who stays together all day Can't sleep at night She cries secretly Even my disease hides it from me Again with fake laughs Comes to me She is scared from the inside But gives me comfort Mother is a fighter The one who fights, fights and wins She doesn't cry just thinks Mom when death is on the bed Mom when death is on the bed She doesn't cry, she thinks She thinks- Oh God what have you done to me Kids na celebrating their birthday Not able to share our happiness Missing many chances back to back A lifeless body lying on the bed Happy happy mal picking up urine Feeding the antakshari Putting the cockroachs and pucchies Mom when death is on the bed -- Mom when death is on the bed She doesn't cry just thinks She thinks Except work, home and family Why are these kids behind me Father also forgetting his disease Why are you tied up for me How much loss will be facing for everyone's work What will be affecting everyone's health How much money must be spent What every member of the family must be tolerating Sighs hiding with the breath When mother is on death bed -- Mom when death is on the bed She doesn't cry just thinks Even when the neat stops looking The head of the voices of our own cannot stop Every part of the body starts refusing to support Even the mind starts refusing to believe at a time. Even in such a situation mother is fighting from inside When mother is on death bed She doesn't cry just thinks Mom needs some trick He needs salvation now He needs salvation so papa can take it Medicine on time Kids can go to work The sobbing coming from the bathroom stops Pain should not stop in any corner of the house Everything goes at its own pace And he moves to his destination The mother who made the house home Settles the house in herself And then the life giving mother To give life to everyone Once again Makes herself swaha Mom when death is on the bed She doesn't cry, she just thinks |
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