You pick up the phone and call your home
and talk to your mother.
You don’t know what to say to her,
You have nothing to say to her.
She asks you about your work,
She asks you about your health
And you ask if that is all,
And can you end the call?
Your mother hold on and says some more
telling about the new neighbor or fixed marriage
Or begs you to sleep early and drink milk
and you are waiting for the end of the call.
Its when she says she loves you
and when are you coming home?
That you begin to get restless
and try to get away from the phone
But when you say the parting words
and she asks when you’ll call again
You just tell her a time some other
You have nothing to say to your mother.
You are detached.