My poem For Renu Masi duly changed to Renu Mashi, perhaps by some over zealous Bengali, figures in the July issue of Earthen Lamp Journal, which has the Personal is Political as its theme. Do take a look. Thank you, Earthen Lamp Journal! :-) Happy to also see Proteeti Banerjee, and my teacher, Mita Bose figure in the Book reviews section of the journal. :-) earthenlampjournal/content.php?content_id=84 Renu Mashi - Shruti Sareen A sweet mother and a strict father who insisted on the loftiest principles She was that startling mixture of fair skin and jet black contrast curls Two sisters and a brother complete the framed picture There were two more sons, but one died at birth and the other at infancy. The poor mother had already borne so much pain Shrouded in silence, this lovely lady sari clad, old, knitting needles clicking in the sun as I remember her. They ensured the best college education yes way back in 1950, for their daughters Years later, I was to call my grandmas college my own but this is not about my grandmother, this poem is about my dadis sister, Renu masi they always call her She was doing a PhD in Chemistry, they said A PhD is like a marriage, she said. I wish it had been her only marriage. But her second marriage was to a man who killed her out of greed because she did not supply him with the money he wanted I do not know if she could not or she would not I only know that she died They put poison in her morning coffee, they killed her Cleverly using her own chemistry against her Sixty years later, her sisters grand-daughter pretends to do a PhD in feminism.
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