house filled with noise
relatives always around
fighting for the remote
standing in line for the bath

competing for a seat at the table
squeezing into cars
barraging into malls
days seem never ending
night seems too far away

the fight for survival
always at its peak
clutter and chaos I no longer mind
for loneliness I know naught
All ‘cos a loving family is what I got

house filled with love
relatives caring and sharing
fighting for attention
Alas!!I know this is where i belong..

Aarti @ 31/3/05