Rhyme

“Chubby cheeks, dimple chin

Rosy lips, teeth within.

Curly hair, very fair,

Eyes are blue – lovely too.

Is that you?”

 

You taught me this rhyme

When I was five.

You told me to learn it well –

Again, and again.

You got me to hum it

While I skipped to class

In a pinafore

And ribboned braids.

You taught me this rhyme again

When I was thirteen.

You’d show me the mirror

And strip me down

Into measurements and shades.

You got me to memorize it

As I walked through racks and counters

That would make me fit the picture.

You taught me this rhyme again

When I was twenty-six.

You showed my sympathy

When I showed you the pay cheque

With increased zeroes and responsibilities,

Patting my bare hands

Because your mind only saw

The zero in a ring.

You got me to remember it

As I went through menus and tasting

With the stains of mehendi on my hand.

It’s been more than ten year.

She’s got my eyes and my hair.

She’s got a natural blush that highlight her dimples.

She’s got the pinkest lips that cover the perfect smile.

She’s learning rhymes these days.

So I taught her the rhyme

You taught me,

The way I learnt it.

 

Chubby cheeks, dimple chin

Rosy lips, teeth within.

Curly hair, very fair,

Eyes are blue – lovely too.

Is that you?

No.

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