“Oh Unmerciful God! Thank you” -IV

No quarrel with you, my Lord!

When you are playing a game of dice

With the good and the honest,

And unsettle our emotional circuit,

How can we find fault with

Capricious Gods?

My man had more passion, more faith and more

Belief in ‘you’ than in himself

We do not forget all the boons

Showered on those seven years of our early marital existence.

But why should he go very early?

This question has no answer at all.

You will remain quiet and prefer silence.

All said and done, my Lord,

You have showered on me already

A professional passport, a perpetual visa

An incredible CA degree

To sail into another world,

The world where my man

Virtually lived and labored

Breathing with work and work ethics only.

I may not have his great scholarship or spiritually

I may even lack his energetic intelligence and enterprise

But I do possess the basic, sturdy

Solid academic foundation and mental stamina to

Travel into any hi tech world,

The sophisticated world of Business or Banking

Or Insurance. I know, I can

Fit into any high profile life at ease,

With your grace of course, my Lord.

Thank you My Lord!

You have not abandoned me fully.

Once I get engaged with work,

And well connected with work,

And show tangible progress in work,

And succeeed in bringing an adoring and approving

Smile on the face of my boss

A benevolent, kind hearted soul

Sent from Heaven,

To restore our dilapidated financial house

I shall be born afresh,

Something like a new Shakti,

More vibrant like a Sun.

Slowly, gradually, I will

Assimilate myself into the garb

Of a real professional business executive

Of my ardent lover variety.