HER VARYING MOODS

Conscious of her
bewitching beauty
she took an excessive
pride, an inner-pride
and wanted to be the
cynosure of all eyes
and craved for everyone's
praise.
'You are at times sensuous, cerebral
at times insane in your dishevelled flowing
hairs and glowing eyes
depending upon your varying
moods.'
'You look marvellous" - her
husband would praise her
whenever he was taken in
by her aromatic presence
would pounce on her
like a beast
and would throw her into bed
crush her forcing her feel
suffocate under his weight
but she enjoyed his strength
and would call him ' you
beast' in her ecstatic moments.
Standing alone in the
balcony
she enjoyed the silent
tranquil, azure sea
it reminded her of a
blue wavering carpet spread on the
sea-surface
and the strong winds blowing
played pranks with
her flowing hairs and her
scintillating dress
it seemed to her the winds
like a lover of her sensuous
body was embracing and caressing her.
The opposite side o balcony
displayed a different picture
of surging faceless crowds
on the rush in the broad
daylight.
Once in a while she would
don a purdah
stepped down to the streets
and moved through the
crowds she could
see sturdy Arabs in thick
moustache and bulgan raping pretties
with their sharp eyes,
and
after a while would return
to her apartment sweating
profusely.
With the glowing curtain
of daylight lowering
and
with curtain of darkness
lifting up
and exiled by the
city lights
the sea would go insane
restless and turbulent it would with
thousand tongues
of rustling waves lash
against the shore
she would also turn
restless like the mad
sea, she would become one with sea
even embarrass her husband
and children
she would enter her
writing room
and in the shade
of table lamp
on a white sheet
she would start scribbling her
madness methodicaly
throughout the night
till sleep conquered her.