to you, we did not go for another
though grannies did not agree-
living a life spinning around you?
I too did all your classes and projects and your dad
took over, joining classes himself for
New maths and did your SOP
I was tense for everything - good school, good college,
Good grades, good friends,
the vocab you pickup,
good habits and good manners-
when you spent too long in the loo,
when you attention strayed as dad talked to you,
Proving them true when they said-
"as though all others have no kids".
Knowing fully well but wishing it off
that sons too nowadays are no different-
they too are given in marriage.
Contributing Poet -
A. Thiagarajan A
postgraduate in English, A. Thiagarajan taught in colleges
in India, before joining the finance sector; he has been writing
in English and Tamil since college days, though quite a lot of them
remained on the paper he wrote on (that is, when not consigned by
him to the waste paper basket).
of relationship between individuals, mental pain and cruelty we
inflict on each other and ourselves are his obsession. Interests
include finance, Sri Aurobindo and mythology. He lives in Mumbai
with his wife Rama and his 21 years old son, Ganesh studies in the
US. Email [email protected]