My Maid Poem by ratnaprabha raykar

Ramanna, Ramanna...kept saying the maid

in the flat above mine

I was quizzed...

busy was she teaching the first lessons to the kid

making him aware of the sound of his own name

it brought a smile to my lips





suddenly remembered I

the role played by my maid
in teaching my children

I never had realised!

chiding myself myself for taking all the credit

I searched for her -

but in vain

gone was she in the darkness of the past