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A Presence So Absolute, an Absence So Mute

By Kalpana Kumar


By jove was she nosey

Everything about my life she wanted to see


Organize she did my house

Matching each saree with a blouse


Everytime i washed my hair

With a towel she was there


She was paranoid about me catching a cold

Just as she was upset about my disinterest in gold



About my Iron man, maid she was suspicious

Convinced their intentions towards me was malicious


Time and again, i wished with me she would stay

And then prayed that my anger i will not display


She bullied my children to complete tasks so they could recite

Evening when I came back tired, just a happy good night


Her goal for me was to always rest and relax

And not worry about lakhs and tax


With her obsession towards me she drove me mad

Now that she is gone I feel like a nomad


Rare to find a person more unpretentious

I know her kind of care was truly precious


By Kalpana Kumar






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