Friday, July 14, 2017

Indian women – A Poem by Shiv K Kumar (Text and summary)

Textual poem for (VSKUB) B. Com I semester students

Indian women – A Poem by Shiv K Kumar

In this triple-baked continent
women don’t etch angry eyebrows
on mud walls.
Patiently they sit
like empty pitchers
on the mouth of the village well
pleating hope in each braid of their Mississippi-long hair
looking deep into the water’s mirror
for the moisture in their eyes.
With zodiac doodlings on the sands
they guard their tattooed thighs
Waiting for their men’s return
till even the shadows
roll up their contours and are gone beyond the hills.

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Summary:

The poem “Indian women” by Shiv K Kumar deals with endless story of sufferings of women of Indian subcontinent. The highly structured patriarchal society evolved in India through its long history of political and historical upheavals, in which women are the most oppressed and exploited lot. In such distressed conditions, the Indian women practice their infinite patience in their lives while they go through triple-baked sufferings at the hands of the sun, sex and poverty. The harsh sun makes them to trek long distances to fetch water. In this process, she is baked like a pitcher in the hot sun. In her conjugal duties, she is the most exploited in terms of sex as she is only letting her man to extort his love from her.  Thirdly, the women are the worst sufferers from the excruciating poverty of her family.    

They do not etch their angry brows on the mud walls, because within their homes their status remains so insignificant. Their emotions are completely neglected.  Within the mud walls of their homes, they are the passive receivers of male love and anger without their participation. “Mud walls” indicate the existing poverty, a condition which does not affect the women alone but all members of the household. But man can etch his brows on the mud walls (raise his eye brows in anger) and the woman cannot.

patiently they sit like empty pitchers on the mouth of the village well
pleating hope in each braid of their Mississippi-long hair
looking deep into the water’s mirror
for the moisture in their eyes.

This beautiful image evokes the typical Indian village woman who spends much of her time like an empty pitcher in the mouth of the village well. It is the duty of the woman to fetch the required amount of water for the domestic purpose by trekking long distance. She sits on the mouth of the village well like an empty pitcher waiting for her turn to collect water from the well.  But, the water is just trickle and is not so deep to read her reflection with tears in her eyes. Even in this hopeless distress, they pleat hope in each braid of their Mississippi-long hair.

Guarding their tattooed thighs
waiting for their men’s return
till even the shadows
roll up their contours and are gone beyond the hills

Tattooed thighs of women refers probably the names their men (hubands) are tattooed to indicate the ownership of their femininity.  The female has only the duty to preserve her chastity of her femaleness by guarding her thighs against possible intruders. The guarding of her chastity is done not for herself but for the man whose name is tattooed on her thighs. She waits for her man’s return who has gone beyond the hills.  It is now dusk and all the women have already left the well for their homes. The shadows have vanished and the Sun has sunk beneath hills. But, the woman is still waiting for the return of her spouse. Hence, Patience is the virtue for the most cherished women in India.

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10 comments:

  1. Interesting poems... May I share A Haiku (Japanese short poem) for Leonardo da Vinci in https://youtu.be/udvnkgmjuQI

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  2. Was this poem published anywhere? Thanks!

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  3. Awesome sir.please put summary for anecdote of the jar poem sir

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  4. Sir put essay for the merchant of Venice and Julius Caesar sir

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  5. Thank you for publishing.....
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