I vowed to be a loving consort,
Thru’ thick and thin,
An emotional comfort,
So I wash and clean
And cook,
Forgetting to stop and look…
That desire in your eyes,
Which like a flickering flame,
Wasted and frazzled
As I retire to bed…
Night sneaks to claim
Where you lay,
From me,
Taking you far, far away!
Then, a reflection so strange,
Implores me to change…
So I primp and preen
A fragrant room,
And Satins so clean
Ah, and I see the fires
Burn up again so bright…
Love and longing
Filling the night…
My Metamorphosis………….

(How do I change habit?)


About shoma abhyankar

I like to believe that I am a creative person. I read, write, paint, sketch, rustle up some quick and some elaborate meals for friends and family, love chess, su-doku and scrabble, can hum an old Hindi song tentatively, always stand up for women rights, hate fake people, bugs, roaches, spiders and cigarette smokers!! I graduated with a degree of Bachelor of Architecture in 1998. Soon after, I married an officer in Indian Air Force and have been on move since then. For a brief time of two years when we were posted in Pune, I worked as a junior architect in a firm. Being aware of frequent movement that we would have to live with, I chose to be a homemaker and concentrated on creating a warm and welcoming home for my family. But sitting at home without any creative activity was not my cup of tea. I learnt candle making and soon put up an exhibition at Poona Club when my daughter was barely a year old. I also enjoyed a short stint as a home-based entrepreneur, supplying chocolates and cakes on demand, while we were posted in Bareilly. With an inclination towards writing, I completed a diploma in ‘Creative Writing in English’ from Symbiosis College of Distance Learning, Pune. Then I discovered the blogosphere. Now I hope to not only travel and share my experiences with the world but also to pen a book someday....
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One Response to Metamorphosis….

  1. 🙂 .. women think too much man! Greek God , flowers, chocolates.. or whatever are those coming your way. Chill maro! Zyada nahi sochne ka!


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