Queen in this digital abode

The morning sun hit my eyes,

The alarm clock shrieked,

It was time to start a brand a new day,

Sometimes smooth, sometimes absolute freaked.

From enlightening my cook with recipes new,

Buying veggies to selling stuffs out-mode,

I am the queen in my credible niche,

A woman of today in this digital abode.

Oops! A seminar lined for today,

So I hit the roads to a destination unknown,

As my mean machine traverse the crowded lanes,

My buddy "the GPS" peacefully gets me flown.

From anchoring with family to chatting with pals,
My happening life is absolute devoid of forlorn, coz

I am the queen in my credible niche,

A woman of today in this digital abode.

Presentations, cold smiles and peer exercise,
Have comprehended all with sustainable elan,
Yet the typical girlie in my corporate self searches for levity,
In the shows on hotstar, that I eye in my secret den.

A pinch of soap opera and their weeping protagonists,
Or a bit of cric info is also aboard, as

I am the queen in my credible niche,

A woman of today in this digital abode.

God! It's late, it's late,
The roads are scary, I feel dreadfully alone,
But my safety lies just a touch away,
My apps are my saviors in all appalling zone.

Digitization has its share of goods and bads,
It is on you to elect the supreme plod, coz all of you

Can be queens in your credible niche,

A woman of today in this digital abode.

Aritra Chakrabarty Sengupta