Tina Wazir

Who are you Tina ......
A little innocent child
With a heart like a dove mild
Playing along the sea of life's tide
Forever a curious little cat
With queries butting into elders chat
When rebuked hiding away like a rat
Usually never did as was told
Was impossible to mould
Was considered for a girl very bold
Was very eager to learn
For knowledge always did yearn
Was packed off to boarding school at six
There to survive I learnt all the tricks
Playing around with stones and wooden bricks
With the crybabies and home sick I would never mix
My boarding school was beautiful
Towards it I felt dutiful
Gravel and flower beds neatly laid out
We always had to speak in whispers and never shout
If the nuns ever did our behavior doubt
Along with spanking we got a shout
Mostly was made to stand of the class out
Or made to sit in class with my desk facing the window looking out
Loved it as I could read novels and play about
Evening games time was exhilarating
Spent it playing basketball , badminton and skating
Those days I was always famished
Food I did devour and ravished
With friends indulged in midnight feasts
Smiler tuck those days was the biggest treat
Parents got for me when they came to meet
Besides games piano lessons were the best
As for studies only last minute prepared for tests
For me school was like a warm nest
Later even going home I did detest
From school we were taken to see movies latest
During holidays would go for picnics to government ground
Which was surrounded by a thick forest around
And a beautiful castle on a high mound
In the thick forest we would walk
It would resound with our laughter and talk
Our socials would be with Sem boys
In them I had no interest nor found any joy
Best times were the funfairs and the fetes
Here girls and boys interested would date
Some here even found their future mate
Soon arrived the time to leave
Which I would love to disbelieve
Shedding tears gave me relief
Leaving school was entering life's threshold
For that I was not prepared and enough bold
College was like a story unheard and untold
Compelled to take up subjects which were not my cup of tea
Despite all my resistance and plea
Early in life was thrown into waters strange
As by my parents my marriage was arranged
A strange new world I did enter
There no one to me shelter
People around taking advantage of my husband's simplicity
Creating in my immature mind complexity
Besides becoming a mother at a young age
Was coping up with my inner growing rage
My husband more than a house holder a sage
Worldly matters he doesn't understand so they throw him into a rage
Found myself alone coping up with life's this page
A soft and easy target to take of advantage
Then I stood up to take a strong resolve
To create in me a potential to all absolve
Then did all the issues solve
Or else like a disprin I would have dissolved
Now things said or done don't really matter
I'm beyond them so me they cannot shatter
Learnt life's biggest lesson
The only path worthwhile is the path of self realization
Rest all is simply souls traumatization !