samyak jain - every summer it happens

every time you would say
this is the last time
you are leaving me alone
to go to your mama's place
soon after children pack up
the books after the final exam;
every summer you will still say,
you cannot tolerate me
waking up to the noiseless,
desolare house, all alone;
both the brats invariably follow
you like lambs to the ewe,
to your mama's,

every next summer
you would again find a reason
strong enough to leave
this once last time,

when, you thus leave me
alone to myself in the house,
first two hours bring relief
as though the vampire is off the
Emperor's back,
next hour is making of all the
promises from learning cooking
to starting yoga yet once again,

the riverie lasts half a day.

then the counting starts
how many days, nay,
how many hours
remain
for you to return.

then the phone bill mounts
you remonstrate,
children have grown-up,
feel ashamed before
phoning third time
for the day,
i say who wants to talk to you,
it is the children,
who invariably leave the phone
when daddy's second ring comes,

you admonish, you plea, you scold
and i plea, i request, i scold
' home is no home,
since you have gone, '

samyak jain

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