! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Voiceless! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

M Mamta Agarwal
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Climbed the stairs slowly due to arthritis Rummaged in the bag for the house keys. Unlocked the main door, and wearily stepped in Laughing Buddha seemed to mock and grin… Kept her stuff, and rushed to the refrigerator. Took out frozen food along with a bottle of water. The house was quiet, after the din of work place. Badly, needed some solitude and her own little space. Just then she got two messages from her family on mobile. Hubby- sorry, a client meet, she read with a taste of bile. Son- ma, last moment decided to go for Oscar winner, ‘Slum Dog Millionaire’, so please don’t wait for dinner. Was she mad or glad when she threw the TV remote? She took out her pen and made some notes. Later, she made a salad and chicken roast And had it with chilly pepper and garlic toast. Outside the cicadas were performing a concert There was a light drizzle, as she had a dessert. A shower of rain and cicadas come alive. Is it because they have voiceless wives? In his book ‘The wonderful world of Insects, trees and wild flowers’ Ruskin Bond, quotes a Greek poet ‘Happy are the Cicadas for they have voiceless wives.’ Apparently, female Cicadas are dumb.the Greek used to keep male Cicadas in cage, as they loved their music.

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