A new born to arrive
Memorable day when I looked at the shape
How others may be feeling it was to come as result of rape?
I wondered at the joy of being called mother
What would be the moment of joy for father?
How many more months to carry a living memory?
Why there was shred of tension or worry?
Was it natural to feel happiest person on earth?
I felt whole world at my feet and really to be worth
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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