I didn’t say goodbye that night,
I hugged you when I was leaving,
I didn’t know how to say goodbye.
Though on call, you had the audacity to ask why I didn’t bid you a bye;
surprised I had the strength to let you go?
Why do you ask me today Why I left?
You took me for granted, as I worked for you day and night;
looked after our house; as you partied with friends,
attended your family’s functions alone; as you skipped them excusing of work,
missed events important to me because our children had exams and you couldn’t sit back.
Forgotten looking good; you say I turned ugly
Indeed, working without appreciation; taking care of your old parents.
You say I got boring and lost passion when you found a body younger.
I am not saying I was the only one making sacrifices.
I know you were working hard and lost the interest in me eventually.
I am aware that I wasn’t your choice; you married me for your parents’ sake.
But you did make a choice; you took a decision.
I kept trying to please you; for sometime I believed you started loving me.
Little did I realise that it was only for your convenience.
Eating your leftover;
managing you-created disaster;
driving for your needs like a chauffeur;
the out-going me made peace with even being called an inclosure.
Yet I am the only being you failed to treasure;
The divorce notice you hold is just a closure, just a closure.
Her Voice 