Two Women

Two women sat side by side,
In an Uber parked across the road
One clad in a saree light,
Other donned a business suit.

One cradled a newborn 
against the warmth of her bosom soft.
Other checked her phone
as swift as light-
her expressions terse
her eyes bored.

One saw a figure sculpted right
draped in expensive clothes.
The other saw
the bloom of motherhood,
strength of an invincible soul.

Each wondered if a vision had been
fulfilled or if a vision had been lost.

Envy,
in their hearts, rose.

One saw a selfless
labor of love
Sleepless nights of toil and work
Other saw a persistent devotion,
to a hunt for identity.
to a point perceived
paramount
to be proven.

Reverence, 
in their hearts rose.

Who is finer?
Who is fine?
an absolute summation,
hard to define.
A canal of love or
A window of dreams?
A picturesque view-
together might yield.

Who mattered?
Who mattered though is
hard to say.
One raised a child
that built things called great.
then why such division,
why such  deride?
a difference in paths
doesn't always mean
a difference in destination.

One stopped forth a glass building
Other stopped forth her home
still wondering in their hearts
if a vision
had been fulfilled or
If a vision had been lost.