she walks sideways, a gait
often like an oscillating
pendulum.
Speaks of herself,
of her standalone
spouse, her children
professionals in her lexicon.
Vasu imagines she is the one
in the world. Claims perfection
in thought and looks.. Gross conflict
of her authentic self.
Proud of her genes
proclaims emphatically
she and her kin epitomize
excellence and elegance.
Vasu, as if in a reverie,
smiles, nods and talks
with an assertion. A distinct
style of interaction.
Watch her close for a time.
Discover she is exceptional.
Not like all of us. A being
of an unknown world.
Meenas Poems 