Late self realization by a
very old husband
Posted in tamil in
facebook by
A.G.Kesavan
Translated in to English
By
P.R.Ramachander
I am seventy,
My mind and body stand without any support,
I could have appreciated and
treated my wife
In a much better way for these forty years.
I could have swept aside my anger ,
And I could have appreciated her and,
Asked her
apologies for being a angry boor.
I could have appreciated her cooking,
I could have cooked
one day,
And I could have fed her that day by my hand.
At least for just one day
I could have,
Washed my cloths along with her
cloths and ironed them.
At least for one day
instead of enjoying ,
The great
taste of a
milk shake
I could have enjoyed telling her ,
What a great lady
she is.
I could have left
my disappointment and anger ,
Of my office there
itself and returned empty handed,
And could have told her , “sorry dear , it was a bad day
in office.”
At least on one of
my holidays , I could have taken her to a
picture,
I could have applied for some leave and could have,
Roamed from city
to city along with her and made her happy.
Even without her asking
, I could have a bought a nice
dress for her,
Telling that “I
thought she would lok pretty in that
dress.”
At least once I could have given her,
My entire
salary to her and requester her manage the home.
At least for one day
I could have surprised her,
BY taking her to the first day , first show of a great movie.
At least one day , I could have dimmed the
sound of alarm clock,
Early in the morning
and allowed her to sleep a little more.
I could have asked
her “Have you taken your food?”
And I could have taken her to have dinner with me on some days.
And I could have taken her to have dinner with me on some days.
When she looks
bad, I could have enquired about her health ,
I could have
helped her in looking after the children ,
I could have
done the shopping for her
and
When she really fell sick , I could have taken loan
and saved her
Oh my darling , Oh my mother ,
As long as you were with me I lead a regal life,
And after you left
me I
am slipping and falling often,
Our elder one does not have time to lift me up,
And the younger one does not have time to prepare tea and
gets angry,
Oh my darling , I should have appreciated you ,
And could have made
you the queen of my home .
Pardon me darling
for making a mistake .
I am one who never
bought any flowers
to decorate your hair,
But daily I am garlanding your photo which does not
breath,
And I am daily
asking you for your pardon.
Please pardon me Darling ,
If there is going
to be another birth ,
Please do not
mind and become my wife again,
For this life has
taught me , what a great
wife you were.
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