Mamta Kalia

Mamta Kalia Mamta Kalia

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Nor trees, mountains or the scorching heat of the noon. Not even the warmth of the morning sun. A chirping, dancing girl when she is seventeen thinks only of tying the knot when she is eighteen. Happiness she always searched in others. Never looked for anything within. Was taught this every moment that a girl’s happiness lies inside the four walls of a house. The girl only thinks about a house. The girl who is the life of the house will become a quiet river one day. Quietly will she do all chores, there will be no spring in her gait. Her feet will become heavy one day but never out of dancing too much. For aeons will she tread slowly on the earth. For tread she will, but never think about the earth, the girl. 64 :: April-June 2010

Books Never willed anybody for a girl to sit on a tree. She herself never thought of taking flight like a bird, or flying high in the sky. Never will a girl be able to see a river descending from the sky, the mountain rising from the river, the birds flying over the mountains. None will ever reach the eyes of the girl. O dear sister Who has just turned seventeen, why don’t you run off in the fields? Or sing a song? Why isn’t there no bounce In your dreams? Publishers! Reduce ye the prices of books. This is not some expensive wine. Create a desire in your heart that children come running after books the way they run after butterflies. April-June 2010 :: 65

Books<br />

Never willed anybody<br />

for a girl to sit on a tree.<br />

She herself never thought<br />

of taking flight like a bird,<br />

or flying high in the sky.<br />

Never will a girl be able to see a river<br />

descending from the sky,<br />

the mountain rising from the river,<br />

the birds flying over<br />

the mountains.<br />

None will ever reach the<br />

eyes of the girl.<br />

O dear sister<br />

Who has just turned seventeen,<br />

why don’t you run off in the fields?<br />

Or sing a song?<br />

Why isn’t there no bounce<br />

In your dreams?<br />

Publishers!<br />

Reduce ye the prices of books.<br />

This is not some expensive wine.<br />

Create a desire in your heart<br />

that children come running after books<br />

the way they run after butterflies.<br />

April-June 2010 :: 65

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