A Woman’s Day

 

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“What a difference a day makes
Twenty-four little hours
Brought the sun and the flowers
Where there used to be rain

My yesterday was blue, dear
Today I’m part of you, dear
My lonely nights are through, dear
Since you said you were mine

What a difference a day makes
There’s a rainbow before me
Skies above can’t be stormy
Since that moment of bliss, that thrilling kiss

It’s heaven when you
Find romance on your menu
What a difference a day makes
And the difference is you

What a difference a day makes
There’s a rainbow before me
Skies above can’t be stormy
Since that moment of bliss, that thrilling kiss

It’s heaven when you
Find romance on your menu
What a difference a day makes
And the difference is you”—Maria Grever & Stanley Adams

 

Now,

at this very moment

I am thinking of her

who lost her husband,

a renowned singer*

in a road accident yesterday.

“What a diff’rence a day makes

Twenty-four little hours….”

He was only forty seven

and father of a six year old

girl.

In a green sari,

stunned, she stands

in disbelief,

beside the bed

Where lies he

among wreathes

and grieving followers.

Could we see her heart

now a stormy sea

where floated he

in waves of memories

upon brine water

that would not roll down her cheeks

but vaporize in the flame of grief?

“What a difference a day makes

And the difference is you.”

She stood firm.

Composed.

Resilience, thy name is Woman.

 

 

*Kalika Prasad Bhattacharya was a singer, researcher and a legendary exponent of Bengal’s folk heritage. He was killed yesterday in a car accident. Here in Bengal we are all heartbroken.

 

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