Lekhny composition -04-Jan-2022

                         My Battlefield

My kitchen is my most enormous battlefield,

Where I wage war every day without a shield!

With spoons, knives and veggies kept concealed,

Sometimes I win, and sometimes I lose without any yield!

Never has my opponent given me an easy fight,

Cruel onions have always filled salty water in my eyes!

Hot chilies have made my condition tight,

And preparations for next day stealing sleep of every night!

My hot and burning rivals trick me cunningly,

By manipulating my assistants!

My loyal friends, who always helped me willingly,

But when staying with them, they get hot and burn me frantically!

Sizzling cumin and mustard have often jumped out of the pan,

Leaving their ugly burn marks on my delicate skin!

Turmeric has always left its yellow strain,

On my white gowns, causing my heart to burn with pain!

Rice and wheat, sugar and salt,

Have brought all my entertainment to halt!

If I have stopped socializing, it is not my fault!

A long time in the war arena causes my mood to melt.

Soldiers at the border are called brave at heart,

But are not we women in the kitchen equally smart?

We plan and plot every day for what to cook to win everyone's heart,

Still END with listening to everyone's critics and taunts!

We still execute cooking as our 'work' with a lot of patience,

Endeavoring sounds of mixer n pressure cooker with bearing fragrance!

With an undisturbed concentration in every situation,

Maintaining to battle to smile, following all safety measures and guidance!

    …….. NOOR TABASSUM……….

IG ID - @noortabassumali123