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The Elusive Spouse

The Elusive Spouse

 

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By Hiranya Borah

 

 

 

 

 

Copyright 2017 Hiranya Borah

 

Shakespir Edition

 

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Preface

Our expectations from our spouses are exceptionally high. We seldom give value to their contribution when they are around. But very thought of losing them frighten us. Then one realizes their importance in our life. The two poems are dedicated to all the spouses who feel they deserve better treatment from their counterparts.

I thank all my friends and relatives for their encouraging words. I am thankful to my family members for their constant support. My sincere thanks are always due for Shakespir for their support.

 

Author

An Elusive Husband

 

A beautiful lady of seventy something,

Lying on her bed,

Counting her days;

Looking at her ever-busy husband;

Told to herself with an inaudible voice.

I never loved you dear;

I loved my dream husband,

Who used to carry me in his arms;

Putting me on the saddle of a galloping white horse!

He was the prince of my dreamland,

Who would cuddle me like a pub;

While sleeping, would embrace me like a bear of soft fur!

I was after the elusive husband,

Who would forget everything in my arms;

Ready to dump everyone for me.

However,

Nothing happened like that in my life;

You could not arrange even a bike of my choice;

In our married life of long fifty years;

Forget;

About riding on a galloping white horse,

Embracing you on your back,

Keeping no space for an ant to move in!

Always;

I felt in my life;

You have been busy with your work;

Never spared few seconds for me;

Never dumped your friends and relatives for me;

How you could be the prince of my dream!

Many a times I saw you are partying with your friends;

With full flow on niperkins,

Forgetting our anniversary day.

Now I am dying;

Counting my days to say a final ‘Good bye’,

I have seen you weeping alone for me;

You have been nursing me day and night for months together;

Without food and water on time;

Without proper sleep at night for days together;

Embracing me like a father,

To his little fearful daughter at the middle of the night!

I am dying with a few drops of tear;

Full of gratification;

But not willing to come out from my dry eyes.

It is too late to tell you;

You are better than the prince of my dream;

By a thousand mile.

Now, I am happy,

To die with a flowing mind;

I was married to a man;

Lived with a man;

Who worked day and night for me and my children;

Who sacrificed all his comfort;

For the sake of mine and my children.

I lived with a man;

Who fought with me;

But never let me down before others;

Who scolded me many a times,

But never allowed anyone to scold me;

Not even by my own parents.

Who loved me and cared me;

Protected me like an umbrella from a scorching sun;

Or from a drenching rain;

For long fifty years.

I am thinking now,

Why I could not find,

My prince of dream;

In my ever-busy husband!!!!

An Elusive Wife

 

Wiping his tears on his eyes;

Looking at his frail wife;

The seventy plus husband;

Looked back their journey of Fifty years;

With a remorse in his mind.

I never loved you dear;

I loved my dream wife,

Whom I want to carry in my arms;

To Put her on the bed of red roses,

Spread over a snowy valley of mountain!

She was the princess of my dreamland,

Whom I would cuddle like a soft pub;

While sleeping, I would embrace her like a new born baby!

I was after the elusive wife,

Who would forget everything in my arms;

Ready to dump everyone for me.

My dream lady would not nag me on my bad habits,

Would not retort me back at any time;

But would cook best of the food.

She would bestow unconditional love without a whimper;

She would be a mother when she serves my food;

She would be a friend at the jolly time;

She would be like a sister while playing a game of cards.

I wanted to see her giggle;

At the slightest funny talk of mine;

Never wanted to see her frowning eyes.

But alas!

Nothing happened like that in my life;

You were nagging me all the time;

In our married life of long fifty years.

You had never served my food as my mom;

Nor you were playful like my sister;

Nor enjoyed my company like a friend of mine!

Always I felt in my life;

You have been busy with your household work;

Never lose a chance to scold me;

Never dumped your parents and friends for me;

How you could be the princess of my dream!

Now you are dying;

I cannot stop but weeping alone for you;

I understand what you are to me.

You are the mother of my children;

Whom you brought up without any help of mine.

You have been nursing me day and night when I fell ill;

Without food and water on time;

Without proper sleep at night for days together;

Embracing me like a mother,

To her little son at the middle of a winter night!

You are dying now;

My tears are flowing like river Nile-Blue and White;

Full of gratification for you.

I want to say you something,

But words are not willing to come out from my dry throat.

It is too late to tell you;

You are better than the princess of my dream;

By a thousand mile.

Now, I am the unhappiest man on the earth,

To lose the best friend of mine for last fifty years;

Realization is too late:

I was married to a woman;

Who loved me and cared for me for long fifty years;

But whom I could not love at a proper time;

Whom I could not tell, ‘I love you’ few years back!!!!

 

The author is a Government servant and a man of vivid experiences derived from his official postings across the country, travels across India and numerous visits outside India. He is presently placed at New Delhi.

 

His earlier publications are:

1.Random Thoughts through a Coloured Prism

2. Dilemma of a Young Mind

3. Funny Statistics and Serious Statisticians

4. Melody of Fragrance

5. Akhadya

6. Few Cities through the Lens of Hiranya Borah

7. Guilt: Gift of Winter Spring

8. Beautiful Ghost
9. Great Fighters: Grace of God

10. All Blurred

11. Putting kids to sleep

12.How to become unpopular

13. Soulmates

14. My grumpy Face

15. Love and Worries

16. Discussion of own Birth: A Taboo

17. Interview

18. Indecent Love Affairs

19. My Fair Lady

20.Waiting time

21. Two Stories

22. My Mother: Dashami Borah

23. Parineeta

24. Manorama

25. Unwanted

26. First Attempt

27. A father

28. The Portrait

29. Snapped Thread

30. Only He Knows

31. The Stupid Mother

32. The Same Old Story

33. The Old Scoundrel

34. Third Attempt

35. Some of my First Days and First Nights

36. Snubbed Twice

37. Have You Met the God

38. Frequent Flier

39. Messiah

40. Forgive and Forget

41. To Win or to lose

42. Call Girl

43. Beyond Blood Relation

44. Lady with a Black Car

45. My wife

46.Complete Woman

47. Diwali Gift

48. Romance with a Lady

49. Open Hear Surgery

50. My First Love

51. Replacement

52. Pebbles on My Way Home

53. My First Bengali Book

54. Murder Mystery

55. Niharika

56. Swapping

57. Make a Habit to Thank God

58. Killing of A Bird

59. The Hero

60. Fantasy versus Reality

61.The Party

62. Road Rage

63. Death of a Friend

64.Cannot Live with Memory Only

65. None Cares for Me

66. A Tribute to My Guru

67. Two Professionals

68. The Choice

 

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The Elusive Spouse

  • ISBN: 9781370693122
  • Author: Hiranya Borah
  • Published: 2017-01-28 05:50:10
  • Words: 1381
The Elusive Spouse The Elusive Spouse