Poetry

1. WHAT SHOULD A HUSBAND DO?
What should a husband do; if his wife indefatigably nagged him; tirelessly made him
feel like a naked impoverished beggar; right in the center of the boisterously crowded
street; and under the broadest of daylight?
What should a husband do; if his wife was more indifferent than the acrimoniously
stabbing deserts; aimlessly staring towards the amorphously non-existent winds;
whilst he inconsolably trembled in the most inexplicable of pain and disease?
What should a husband do; if his wife was the biggest blackmailer on the trajectory of
planet divine; an entity who if once came to know of his weaknesses; would continue
to backlash at him like the most venomous scorpion; at the tiniest of opportunity?
What should a husband do; if his wife preferred to talk more passionately than the
Sun to every stranger and obliterated stone on the dusty street; remaining an
emotionless ghost right infront of his earnest eyes?
What should a husband do; if his wife didn’t ask him even once of what he did and
achieved the entire day; even though he’d catapulted to such dizzy heights of
philanthropic success; that none could ever perceive in the wildest of their dreams?
What should a husband do; if his wife ghoulishly went of into the realms of
unbreakable sleep; whilst he was undergoing the most volatile catharsis of his heart;
sharing the most latent ingredients of his soul with her persona?
What should a husband do; if his wife vindictively abused him every unfurling instant
of the day and night; when every other entity on the planet loved him for the
astounding records that he’d achieved; for all the endless love that he was trying to
perennially spread?
What should a husband do; if his wife mischievously flirted and philandered with
every other man on the Universe; even though he endeavored his very best to
quench even the most evanescent of her desire?
What should a husband do; if his wife sadistically ridiculed even the most sacred of
his beliefs; nonchalantly dismissed every element of his devotion; to bond as one with
the spirit of the Omnipotent God?
What should a husband do; if his wife devised an infinite ways to pull his leg and
make him lick the most disdainful of dust; instead of inspiring him to unflinching
face the world and rise to the most truthfully ultimate of skies?

2. What should a husband do; if his wife wholeheartedly supported the indiscriminate
felling of trees just to impart more free space to their land; whilst he on the other
hand shed a billion tears of sorrow at even the tiniest snapping of a leaf?
What should a husband do; if his wife wholesomely dictated her insane idiosyncrasies
on their only child; threatening to leave him forever and go publicly to her parents
house; if he dared to intervene with her suggestions for his very own heavenly
offspring?
What should a husband do; if his wife guffawed like the greatest of marauding
demons; at every ardently heart-rendering tear drop that dribbled from his eye;
for treacherously depraved humanity?
What should a husband do; if his wife interminably preferred to read every bit of
delirious balderdash written on this earth; whilst countless lines of poetry that he’d
immortally dedicated and written for her; lay fretfully rotting and obsolete on his
writing shelves?
What should a husband do; if his wife unstoppably sermonized him to go to a
flagrantly unceremonious mental asylum; whilst he all he ever attempted to do
in his life; was to help her successfully accomplish every task of hers?
What should a husband do; if his wife was severely prejudiced and his worst critic;
salaciously excoriating the most inimitably priceless of his art to feckless totters; in
her fits of preposterously manipulative practicality?
What should a husband do; if his wife unsparingly teamed up with her parents; to
demonstrate the epitome of cadaverous rudeness towards him; for every kind and
humanitarian deed that he did?
What should a husband do; if his wife felt that bearing his child was the greatest sin
on the soil of this fathomless Universe; as it would satanically disproportion her
body; integrity; identity and unabashed entity?
What should a husband do; if his wife’s only mission was to squabble and thrash him
with the mace of abhorrence; right from the first cry of dawn; for ostensibly not the
slightest rhyme or reason?
Should he Kill Her? Or Should he Kill Himself? Or Should he kill both? Or Should
be Divorce Her? Or Should he remarry? Or should he keep his second wife
alongwith Her? Or should he abandon all worldly pleasures and go to the peak of
Everest to perpetually meditate?

3. Well if I for one was in his shoes; then I wouldn’t do any of the above. Instead just
accept all what was happening around me; as a part of my inevitably regretful destiny