Shanta bai...

This comes from deep within my heart..

A letter to my Shanta bai...

Every evening back from work

The dry stinky dishes and bad bins

Remind me of who ? Can you guess why ?

Yep you're right, my darling Shanta bai....

The detergent's over and the clothes still sweaty

You were the only in the house who was witty

To get 3 cans all at once of washing soap

While I was sleeping you dried my clothes on that rope

Over my head when the water dripped

I yelled and screamed and pulled the clothes clipped

You still wouldn't listen and the water went all over the floor

As soon as I woke up, there I slipped.

You laughed then and there was no other war

That I longed to fight, but with you

I felt like punching your nose

Sometimes, I considered even killing you.

Jhaadu and Pohcha and the fan got shut

in that hot and humid weather, my room felt like a hut

I loved the dust and I hated you so much

You complained to mom, I wished I could hit you as such.

But now every night when I do the dishes 

When Vaccuming sucks, there are no more wishes

No one cooks and I eat rotis frozen 

I've got your trait, I get them in a dozen

When the body aches call for iodex

That bad sprain that I get in my neck

When I bend down and back up my oh my

Do I miss you or what, Shanta bai !