Myriad Moods of Women: Gauri Deshpande, Poet

Female of the Species

Sometimes you want to talk

about love and despair

and the ungratefulness of children

A man is no use whatever then.

You want then your mother

or your sister

or the girl with whom you went to through the school,

and your first love, and her -

first child - a girl

and your second.

You sit with them and talk.

She sews and you sit and sip

and speak of the rate of rice

and the price of tea

and the scarcity of cheese.

You know both that you've spoken

of love, despair and ungratefulness of children.

This poem by Gauri Deshpande beautifully encapsulates the situation of women. We like to vent, as Men Are from Mars, Women Are from Venus says. Our undercurrents are turbulent and can sweep us away.

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