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Am I Not A Mother?
04.07.2024 | Namrata Mishra
I live in Sundarbans
The floods uproot my life
The mud-pasted walls
No longer stand to protect me,
My husband no longer sings songs to me.
My sons return to me no more,
My cow has no grass left to eat.
I walk kilometers to fetch drinking water
While my family works as laborers
In the cities you dwell.
Your cinema doesn’t reach me,
Your mothers aren’t like me.
I don’t cook for my children
Because I go hungry for days
I don’t feed them first
Because they don’t live with me for years.
For me and my village,
I am Tara.
I am not Satyen’s wife,
Or his children’s mother.
Because my village has no men.
You took them to cities
Just as you took away
My motherhood…
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