"Proud to be a House wife"

She wanted to become a professional lady,
She didn’t like the house wives, had been locked inside the home prison,
She was happy to see the ladies rushing in kinetic honda to offices,
She thought the life of them was more colorful,

She didn’t want to be called as a “house wife’
So she studied well in school, when others were playing,
She wanted to be called as an “executive”
So she studied well in collage, when others were watching serials.

She wanted to marry a business man,
So she refused all love letters from the handsome boys.
She never wanted to love anybody,
Even in her dreams also.

She wanted to be a good blogger too,
So she started scribbling something, only on her vacations.
She wanted to be like her aunties,
They are always in the lime light of parties.

She hated to learn cooking,
That’s only the job of house maids,no?
She hated to look after babies,
A nanny can easily do that, no?

God made her dreams come true,
She has become an HR in MNC,
Up to night in office, under the stress of loaded work,
Suffer the dirty jokes of boss, under the fear of a job loss.

House maids can do well in cooking?
But wasting the time for searching of them!
Nannies can look after well of her twins,
But disappear them every couple of weeks.

She was lucky to get a business man hubby, wasn’t handsome as the poor boys,
But now they meet only in parties!
She has become the lime light in parties,
But who can see the darkness inside.

Profession and business going on well,
But the fear of recession grasp always.
Life in metro is not so sweet,
As she was a village girl.

Is there any ways to be an ideal house wife,
No, there is no chance even in dreams.
She has become a blogger too,
And exhales her feelings in her blogs.

Now she is writing a blog about,
Being a house wife is not so bad,
But as great as being an executive
“Proud to be a house wife”

(Dedicated to my real house wife).

 

Sulakshana, oh dear, your response made my day too…
Love, ayyan

 

Dear K2s, Thank you… this poem fits actually to my dearest sister (she is a professional cum house wife and my wife is a real house wife, just a comparison of there lives) , she is a blogger, started recently here too. And madam house wife has never been a professional and never been a blogger, but she is a good writer, but unfortunately writing all in Malayalam only haha.. Love, ayyan

 

Thanks Malathi, I know the feelings of many of them that I have met in my professional life…ayyan

 

Is this a poem !!! I don’t know… just wrote some thoughts… that’s all… it’s a compliment to me. Thanks for your wishes dear Manchitra mam… with love, ayyan.