The Home Makers of PGW

Hadn’t she been the one

who had  in a rather smug manner complained,

they don’t have better things to do.

Why, they can’t talk beyond their kids, husbands and mothers in law.

She had so disapproved their evening chai gossip sessions

and their congregation at the park, exchanging recipes.

Go, learn an art, or read a book.

Why then, did she crave to share her mug of cha with a next door neighbour,

and oh, how she waited to hear her door bell ring.

She wished them to be here, the home-makers from PGW,

to talk, share, gossip, fret, fume, laugh, complain, sigh and say

Its not easy, being a home maker.

Today she takes back all those unkind words she had said, of them.

All day long she repeats what they had said- yes, its not easy being a home maker,

and while she said those words, she sniggers at some suited booted women who walk past her.

 

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