A WOMAN'S HANDBAG
Have you ever looked
inside
a woman's handbag?
Yes, she would be too embarrassed
to let you see.
Be it your Grandmother, Mother, Aunt,
your Sister, Girlfriend, Wife or Daughter!
Never ask for a peep into her bag.
Its as if each pocket
could tell a
long forgotten story
A used cinema ticket brings back
memories of how they held hands
at the movie and sat warm and close
The small notepad he presented
awkwardly at the college gate with
a small dose of poetry and prose.
Her son's first uniform
bill
that had filled her heart with pride
Her daughter's embroidered pink
handkerchief...Her own she
would always hide like a piece
of treasure her mother gave to
wipe her tears when her wound on
the knee was being bandaged.
The rest of the bag is
packed with
soap strips, lipstick, compact,
eyeliner, perfume, rubber bands and
safety pins. Oh dear how could I've
missed the haphazard mess of jingling
coins, currency notes, lacto bonbons
and band aid strips?
A woman's handbag is not
just a bag,
its a storehouse of memories and a
first-aid kit. It arms her in every way
so that she never lets herself down
in any way. Her bag has less money in
its folds but is a treasure house of
love untold!
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