Sipping coffee in her living room

My eyes hopped on the four cornered, two dimensional moments of togetherness,

holy quotes on life, creation and creator.

With a sigh she said

“He tells me-do anything you like,

cooking,

gardening,

beautifying the house.

Look after my kids,

take care of my parents,

be a good host

BUT

DON’T SING OR DANCE OR READ BOOKS

NEVER AGAIN

I DON’T LIKE IT”.

She looked like a stuffed bird

the hunter proudly displayed in his museum.

        -by Santhosh Kana