Thursday, January 17, 2013

Laundry Lament

The spouse's pale blue shirt
emerges from the washing machine
with deep, dark maroon stains all over,
the colour of my darkest hand towel
staining it and the pale yellow lehngas
belonging to my granddaughters.
The guilt spreads across my heart-
one more load of laundry ruined,
destroyed by my sheer carelessness.

I know that it's a dream, though,
(a nightmare, actually)
because my presswallah dhobi
examining  the damage
uses the Malayalee word 'torth'
for the towel, and him
a Bihari in Kolkata who
has never been to Kerala!
And who would put fancy
net and gota lehngas
in a washing machine, anyway?
Especially not a person
who does not, as yet,
have grandchildren,
only granddogs!

12 comments:

  1. To everything there is a season,
    A time for every purpose under the sun.

    A time to
    comandeer the blue shirt,
    cut of the sleeves,
    and wear it yourself
    as a
    sleeveless open jacket
    over the tees,
    when you
    cook with beetroot,
    and quietly
    wipe your hands on it.

    And yes,
    again,
    a time
    to visit
    the best shop in Kolkata,
    and celebrate the new year
    with new lehengaas
    for the granddaughters...
    all the while keeping
    the old ones
    to celebrate
    Holi !

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  2. Simply wonderful!!!!!
    I'm glad I inspired this:)

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  3. @icyHighs: I stand corrected!I read this spelling in Sheila Kumar's book, Kith and Kin, Chronicles of a Clan

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  4. :-) at the granddogs! and also at the pome.
    JLT

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  5. You had me wondering there... what granddaughters!!!

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  6. @Sue: It was a relief to realise that I was dreaming!!!!

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  7. oh, I so understand your plight. Love Konitari's response.

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  8. Sukanya: Thanks! Yes, that response is just so awesome!

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  9. And yet we do stain our spouses, with the dark maroon stories that course our veins, sometimes crippling their ability to reach for the pale blueness of the skies.

    And what are granddaughters, if not the fanciful dreams we dream for our children?

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  10. @thelastbyte: Welcome to my world! What a lovely, poetic response- thank you!

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