Posted by: Ron DuBour | January 19, 2019

The Shock,~by Lopamudra Mishra



The Shock,

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The Shock,
The sting is so bitter,
I cried with fear,
My maid announced ,She will leave the job,
I feel like loosing my sense with eletric shock,
My God,how will manage the household,
I share my talks more with her,than members dear,
I care more for her interest than my bubly cheer,
Her story telling skill,eventhough I hate,bear to hear,
My routine work with the maid is a laughing stuff for pleasure ones,
But her absence lost my nerve while carrying monotonous work,
Breakfast I prepare,keep for her to satisfy her hunger pangs,
While my taste goes unnoticed,now the annoucement,
She is leaving,giving me an acute pain,
Why I am so dependant for work,I wonder now,
Calculated my sec hdule to finish my work without any help from maid dear,
Our sedentary lifestyle encourage their moves,
They feel after a span,they are more superior,
Eventhough I measured my actions ,to finish my own works,
My mind searches for another dependance.
The shock made me treamble ,then my courageous battery charged to work out single,
Lets see how far Iam able to work the double,
Otherwise I will prepare myself to get another rude shock in the mid of month from new arrival.
Lopamudra Mishra.

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