The first generation chit chat



are you always insisting on Hindi

And when will you stop wearing the red bindi

I hate it when dad’s stories are only about the past


want trauma, want trauma, of transition to last

Why do we stay marinated in perseveration techniques

And when will you start integrating without fatigue

I feel sad when you are distracted by yearning


then did you tell, did you tell me, enjoy the learning

Why should you expect me to carry your weight

And when will you address the avoidance of fate

I tend to pull away when your face twists, feet stumble


not heal, not heal, signature kheer with apple crumble

Why only call me out on my angst or anger

And when with you stop recreating an unreal candor

I remember when we started out at first, with courage


don’t you hear, don’t you hear, the conundrum of fear


And why don’t we have a conversation, you and I

Let’s meet for coffee today, you and I

And why don’t we have a conversation, you and I

Published by Kashiana

I am a management professional by job classification and a work practitioner by personal preference. One poetry collection - Shelling Peanuts and Stringing Words and a chapbook, Crushed Anthills. Always gathering poems, and letting them marinate and change shape and form.

One thought on “The first generation chit chat

  1. True reflection of reaction of the present generation
    But then the old generation suffers from unrealistic expectations that this generation should carry their
    Weight like they carried their old parents weight ungrudginly most often
    But this generation is right to think as to why shoulld listen to their gloomy and sad stories
    Excellent conveys lot both to this and old generation
    Let them have a lively and scintillating chit chat


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