“The need of a Servant”

Cajoling myself to wake up
At 9am in the morning,
I wait for my lady;
Lady of great help.

Clad in a sari,
Moving in an extremely fast pace
She comes into my home
At 9:30am every morning.

I can hear the dishes fly,
The clothes being wrenched,
Thadum, thadum
Are the different noises I hear.

She must be angry,
Or pissed off;
I wonder.
As long as my work gets done.

She moves around the house
Like a rabbit in haste.
Not a paper moved,
Not a rack moved, yet cleaned.

By two hours,
Work is done.
And off she goes
Turning just to say “kallambarai”