Here’s an intense and powerful women-centric poem by Mamta that celebrates her love despite countless sufferings, for Different Truths.

Throbbing with exhaustion and pain

Cramped muscles ache for rest

The daily routine of endless hours

Begins before sunrise

The sun sets but she plods on.

Every village in the distant hills

Relies on these feisty women

Their men come and go

As seasons do

Fleeting, never lasting.

Cooking meals, burping babies, tending the cattle

Serving the aged, working on fields, foraging for fuel

Her beauty streaked with layers of dirt and dust

Dreams dulled by sameness of routine

Work, work and more work.

Cold, stiff, backbreaking destiny

Music their quilt of warmth

Thawing every sinew, every muscle

Letting in the flow of life

trickle by trickle.

Brimming with a mastery

Over rhyme and rhythm

The concentric circle of women spins

Rejoicing and giggling

Clapping and bouncing

A potent scaffolding

Their rough calloused hands

Wrapped in intangible love

Feast through their weak moments

Fast through their harsh times.

©Mamta Joshi

Pictures from the internet.

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Mamta Joshi

Mamta Joshi did her post graduation in History from University of Allahabad. She writes short stories, reflective essays, prose pieces on everyday life in national dailies and international e-magazines. She writes with equal ease in Hindi. For over two decades, as a teacher of English in college section at SMC, Allahabad, she has been interacting with young minds, understanding their pulse and in turn being savvy on technology, fitness, fashion, humour and rumour too.

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