Life I lived in my own terms,
Chasing dreams and rainbows never I cared.
Rules were made, codes strictly adhered,
Hardened self withstanding choppy times and tempest.
Stood by beautiful sister through thick and thin,
Others, just members; to be showered with goodies.
Life's sweeter aspects never impressed nor attracted.
Blood thickened by sugar, a malady to endure forever.
Sweeter side slowly decreasing the transients,
Bitter side, always amplifying the permanence.
Like a whiff of fresh air, a silky Duppatta
Caressing & soothing the creases & wrinkles .
A damsel in distress, challenging my essence and core.
Love to hate her but hate to love her.
Delicious and luscious lips beckoning to kiss
Eyes that twinkle and mock at my implacability.
Chamkeli Kushi shaking my beliefs and means.
Firm heart shattered by tender and softness.
My Bitter sweet Jalebi, full of zest
My Bete noire, to be avoided the best.
Colorful as Holi spirits; tasty as fluffy round ringlets,
Threatening my waking and sleepy vigilance.
Reasons and resolves dissolved into sugary nothing,
Regrets and bitterness eased into desire and quest.
Vibrant and spirited full of vitality and verve,
Ambrosia like delicasy, ever so lip smacking.
My Bittersweet Jalebi
A mixture of contrast; harsh and honey
A taste so unique; complex and lasting.
A Woman to avoid; yet, to love forever,
A life that completes and compliments mine.
My Bittersweet JALEBI KUSHI !!!!
Anupamaa
