He said they were having a baby.
Actually he said ‘we’ are having a baby’
How is it that ‘we’ are having a baby,
while you are here and she’s there? I asked.
Your Political Correctness maybe well intentioned but is totally wrong.
(You had a hand in it…this baby making process, but that’s all.
Come to think of it, you didn’t have your hand in it at all.
It was some other part of your anatomy.)
All over the world, only women are having babies.
We get to wait and watch.
I want you to see something, I said, handing over a pendrive.
He came back a few hours later.
It isn’t easy, is it? I asked.
I watched it though.
Giving birth isn’t exactly beautiful…
So much blood…
I thought I was watching a sci-fi horror movie.
That old movie with Sigourney Weaver.
Aliens bursting out.
Yet, I’ve watched it thrice already.
I thought I couldn’t watch,
couldn’t look away either.
I think I’m supposed to say it was beautiful.
But it felt violent.
So did ‘we’ have a baby? I asked.
I was here.She was there.
Next thing you know , someone will tell you that ‘we’ are having a period.
(PMS I can understand, but a period?)
Punch him in the face for me, will ya…
Or at least give him a sanitary pad.