I stood at the crowded railway station,
Waiting anxiously for the train to arrive;
Minutes ticked by…
I was already very late…
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A very realistic portrayal of difficulties that the working women face while balancing work and home.A great poem.
A working woman is loaded with duties and responsibilities. It's in fact tough on her part to balance between her family responsibilities and official assignments. I can understand what the poetess intends to express here. A pragmatic write.
a poem that describes how worrying about certain things can somehow find a way into our dreams or as in this case a nightmare? ................well written.
I touched it with my finger… My heart missed a beat; My gold earring was missing… I was shocked and benumbed. And the crowd jostled me in. I got up slightly and looked back… My heart missed a beat; There was a dark red stain on the seat of my trousers… I was shocked, embarrassed, and benumbed. And the crowd jostled me out. I suddenly noticed everyone staring at me wide-eyed I protectively wrapped my arms around myself… My heart missed a beat; My clothes were gone and I stood nude! I was shocked, embarrassed, and benumbed. I screamed in fright, And I toppled down from my bed on the cold, hard floor with a thud… I wish the nightmare were never come true! ! What a painful outcome! Ours is no more a civilized society. Love and protective looks towards women have become words of literature only. Thanks for the nice portrait.
My clothes were gone and I stood nude! I was shocked, embarrassed, and benumbed. I screamed in fright, And I toppled down from my bed on the cold, hard floor with a thud… your imagination of a night mare that comes out of busy schedule and hard work in the given circumstances.. very well thought out and written. thank you dear poetess. tony
This dreadful but powerful narrative brings to fore a couple of harrowing experiences of many an urban woman irrespective of her age. Very poignant and bold. I liked this poem because of its analogy with recent mishaps that have taken place all around us.
A woman in general and a working woman in particular faces many natural and man made problems, she has fears and these fears often cause such dreams. A nice and bold description.
wow, no words to describe this poem to show you how wonderful it is. I enjoyed reading this poem, I could read it over and over again. Good job keep up the good work..
Wow.. really good poem. You had me going. Glad it was just a dream.
Really, it is a matter to realise about the difficulties of working woman in India. they have to cook, they have to attend office, they have to take care of kids. Indian women have many fold struggle. despite of every struggle they win to manage the home. they are not so to quit the home in minor issues.. nice depiction. I must like to vote. regards
Everyday experience of an Indian working woman is exactly pictured here.Family life and work are the two fold struggle of an Indian woman.It is really painful.
Oh! Fantastic picturisation of turmoil and trifles of working class woman!
yes, suspense maintained till the concluding lines, , terrible nightmare, , ,
a very relevant poem, depicts the experiences a working woman faces in her working life. magical words!
Moreover, she stands suffocated with a terrible mishap that happens mid-way from home to conference hall. A poignant poem so brilliantly penned.