We both swimmed through her vein,
Mom was worried in vain.
Happy to be, Dad new,
Mom blushed and said I knew.
Womb is dark with no light,
Why Mom is eating light?
I wish she calls me “Hans”
Rocking with her warm hands.
Twiny baby plays here,
I said, Shoo! Mom will hear.
I fear, twin will not fit,
I will survive, being fit.
Cord strangulated twin one,
I am the one who won.
How I wish twin could live,
Painful to see him leave!
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Pratiksha Bhogle
Pratiksha is an evolving blogger who writes for Momspresso, in English and Marathi. She also writes at Women's Web.
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