THE FIRST KISS
“It
is a girl,” shouted the nurse peeping from the door of the bedroom
In helter skelter haste ran the brother and
sister duo, faces abloom.
Peering at the tiny bundle on the bed, their small faces lined in dread.
,It was hardly breathing- was the child dead?
Their
father stood next to the bed, in thought deep
While the mother lay on the bed in deep sleep.
An
old neighbourhood hag hobbled into the house, face wreathed in a scowl
Up
to the bed she tottered, on seeing the tiny bundle, her mood turned foul.
“What
another daughter? She is such an ugly duckling.
Do
not worry, she will not live”, she delivered this verdict chuckling.
“Look
at her complexion, she is dark as sin, -this girl!”
On
hearing these words, the man’s lips did curl.
“Sin
has no colour, black or white, sin is sin.
For
me, you are THE sin, now don’t you create a din
Who has given you the right to say such things
about my daughter?”
In giant steps two, he rushed up to her, by her sari paloo caught her.
“You
were also born a girl, did your parents pray that you should die
The
gates are open, out you go, yes goodbye.”
Then
he scooped the bundle in his arms , on her forehead planted a kiss
This
kiss following the venomous hiss filled the room with utter bliss.
No,
this first kiss did not change the ugly duckling into a swan
In
the light of a new dawn, a girl child was reborn.
With this kiss of life sublime
A love rhyme
Was created
And a dying girl was rejuvenated.
Outside the room, the loving sun kissed the
sleeping earth
The
birds chirped, the trees rustled, applauding this magical rebirth.
My dad told me years later, while on his lap I
rocked
How he had reprimanded the old woman, and how
she had baulked.
With that first loving kiss, a successful
snook he had cocked.
While the old woman had quaked with tremors
wild
His
kiss had infused life into an almost dead girl child.
”How
could I hear anyone calling you an ugly duckling, "
He
had remarked, naughtily chuckling.
“And
yes, you are my magpie robin”,
Not
an ugly duckling, he had added with a grin.
Awesome... Magpie robin :-) :-) :-) :-) love to you
ReplyDeleteThe social enigma of the girl child is subject of Rape, Unkempt stature, Dowry death & Widowhood. This poem juxtaposes the elderly woman with silent suffering and the hope inspired father. Perhaps the neighbouring lady sees no hope in further life as it will be an extension of her sufferings in life - Father educated envisioned, hopes for the negative-less life for his daughter - The poem calls for a paradigm change for the better of the girls.
ReplyDeleteYes, Each baby girl born with immense potential.
ReplyDeleteHad tears while reading ......such an irony....hope every girl child will be welcomed with a kiss so warm that it infuse life and happiness in her...loved it....awesome
ReplyDeleteSweet and poignant, I thank him for kissing you! Thanks Santosh! Couldn't go without mentioning the social comment. It is silly to prize males more than females.
awesome,,such poems should be added in the curriculum of our text books,,,they will act as an inspiration to fight against injustice towards women :)
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