With a handy tool
in hand , I traverse
boundaries, include
countries, states,
districts.
From home I govern
instruct, transact,
dictate, account,
write, build, direct
and detect.
My fingers tap
the buttons, in seconds
I reach Delhi, place orders.
next stop is Jodhpur where
I buy stone artifacts,
Off I fly to my estate overseas
supervise harvesting,
monitor transporting,
schedule manuring
pay wages.
Back home, I teach
my new cook, Oversee
the tidying. Portfolios
of an housewife weigh
heavily on me.
All packed up in a
a five foot two inches
frame, the chores take
a toll. Exhausted
I fall on my bed, my
mobile, the handy tool
turns off. Power gone,
The frame and the mobile
recuperate to start
the next day anew.
Meenas Poems 