Powai

The streets where it all began and ended, 

Those days were splendid,

Our happiness abundant,

Who knew, I'd very soon be redundant,

Our carefree days were soon replaced,

By loneliness and distaste,

You changed, so did I,

We couldn't see eye to eye,

On big and small decisions,

You left no provisions,

To make me feel heard and seen,

Perhaps your death was God's chance of cutting me clean,

From this toxic relationship,

Which was rosy at first, but soon turned into an ammunition filled ship,

Goodbye and good riddance,

Perhaps your disappearance,

Was exactly what my son and I needed, 

As opposed to the lies that you feeded,

Into our non suspecting minds,

Go on, blow away, into the winds,

We release you,

We have learnt long ago, to live without you.

Unending Anger

Fourteen years of wholeheartedly trusting you,

Only to realise I didn’t have a clue,

Of this dual life you led,

One where you just fled,

The responsibilities of being a father and a husband,

While I got accustomed,

To the loneliness of being your wife,

Our son, made you the focus of his entire life,

Forget me, perhaps you took me for granted, you foolishly assumed, I would understand,

But let me tell you - I didn’t! The things that you planned,

Keeping our family in the dark,

Has forever left an ugly mark,

Deep inside my heart and soul,

You have shattered not just a wife, but also that 21 year old girl who took a stroll,

In the maddening Mumbai rains,

Who caught crazy local trains,

Just to spend time with you,

While everything in her life was askew,

 We don’t forgive you,

The girlfriend, the wife and the mother of your son, none of us forgive you,

We deserved better,

Not an obnoxious, lying jet setter.