today morning br i sat down to write br the poem that was br lingering in my mind br 'can i have the laptop? ' br said my husband br 'i want my breakfast' br screamed my son br 'i want the laundry' br asked the maid' br 'i want to talk' br said my sister br 'call me' br messaged my mother br 'just a min' br cried I br now the words br in my head are drowned, br with the noises br of the household br wife, mother, sister first br the poet in me got to wait! !br br Reshma Rameshbr br