About Me

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

The Indian Woman





Her wavy hair was plaited, parted and lined with sindhoor
Like Hailey’s comet has turned red in the night sky to allure
Her big black eyes outlined with earthy kajal
Were like onyx diamonds studded in the heart of ocean, surreal!
A round vermilion dot between her shapely eyebrows
Like the morning sun standing between two black mountains,it glows
Her moist lips quivering in their pinkness
Were like a rose petal waltzing with a raindrop in freshness
Cotton white saree flowing, hiding every detail yet accentuating every contour
Was just like that mysterious waterfall hidden deep inside the beautiful forest of yore
While her lissome body rested on the frame of the door
While her toes anxiously drew circles on the floor
Her eyes were fixed on the turn at the street
Awaiting for the sound of wheel crushing the gravel and concrete
Her face lit with a glow of relief at the sight of him
She lowered her eyes and smiled at him
She retreated back into the house before the rickshawallah could lay eyes on her—
The Indian Woman.