Day 25: 25th April 2015 NAPOWRIMO


(POEM 24)





Madhu scrubbed the floors, cleaned the dishes

Made sure the plants were watered, the clothes ironed.

It was almost time for ‘Tina Baby’ to go to school

Madhu lusted for this moment

Not for Tina

But for her bag of books, her freedom to go to school

Madhu would stand obediently next to the gate swinging it open

Just in time for her car to pass

Wishing, it was him, who was going to school

Going to learn.


In the evenings, when Tina studied

Madhu dutifully brought in her milk

He would sit at the door and watch her read or write

One day Tina, asked, irritated

‘Madhudada don’t you have any work?

Why do you stare at me all the time?’

Madhu lowered his head in shame

And confessed

‘It is not you that I look at sister,

It is that book you hold. For I have never

Read one in my life’


Tina was surprised, shocked, ashamed

‘You have never read? Ever?’

‘No’ came his silent reply

From that day on

Madhu kept away from her study

Sensing her distrust.

His hope for learning, vanishing fast.


One fine evening, Tina came to the Kitchen

She asked in a commanding tone

‘Why are you not ready?’

Madhu was surprised, ‘What do you mean baby?’

‘I have done all my chores.’

Tina laughed and said, ‘Get ready Dada’

‘Your journey begins today, I have enrolled

You into a night school.’

‘Now you may hold a book and read

No one will call you a fool.’


Teary eyed Madhu

Looked at the girl

Half his age.

Who held out in her arms

Books he always craved.

That night Madhus’ metamorphosis began

His journey towards knowledge

His thirst for life

All rewarded.


4 comments on “Metamorphosis

  1. beautiful and touching story narrated through this poem…loved this very much!

  2. A very moving piece indeed Rhiti!

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