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Tribute to Nirbhaya, the rape victim !

Posted on by under Crime against women, Inspirational and Motivational, journey of life, Nirbhaya, Poetry, Rape, Uncategorized, Warrior, Women

Tribute to Nirbhaya…

 

Once again a daughter is sacrificed

Tormented n wounded was she to the core

So barbarically, that she lost her life

Questioning humanity that how many more!

 

Once again someone has dared

Acted sinful and immoral

Beleaguered and coerced the innocent

To prove his satanic power

 

Once again I heard

This dark sinister laughter

My ears deafen with splitting

and piercing screams of torture

 

Once again I tossed n turned

Sleepless through the night

I called upon ‘O God’,

Who claims to be almight

 

You’re known to be Supreme,

So where is your clout

I learnt you stood for the weak,

Protected with your shroud

 

We learnt from the scriptures

One pays for one’s misdeeds

I haven’t seen many brought to justice

Virtuous victims only recede

 

All that while we cry hoarse

Against the malevolent society

Why shouldn’t we then question

Your chauvinistic deity

 

Dowry deaths, honor killings

and daily physical assaults

Or shouldn’t we support the womb killings

to save the pain afterwards

 

Once again I have no answer

to our daughters we raise

No protection can I guarantee,

No promise I can make

 

My heart is torn for the sufferers,

Who fall to devils’ prey

How can we be their guardians,

When You are not au’fait

 

How many more sacrifices

And assaults will it take

To stir You up to chasten

The sordid and depraved !!

 

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Calling….

Posted on by under Calling, Goals, heart and mind, Inspirational and Motivational, Journey, journey of life, Mission

After fifteen years, I realized why she had cautioned me.

We all have fire inside us!  We all desire to quench our childlike curiosity. We have ability to dare, to learn and practice new things. But as we grow we are taught to follow the prefigured system and make safe choices instead of following our heart. Before we realize we have already fallen prey to the snare laid across the paths already stridden and thence our fire is extinguished. So was mine.

I was happily married with two beautiful children and a caring spouse who was ascending the corporate ladder successfully. I too had a decent part time job to keep myself busy and contended till my children were away to school.

What more can one ask for!

It was a life of most of us and there was nothing wrong with it. However, in the midst of all this, I was restless…… I was happy, contented, going with the flow yet restive!

What happened to my promise I made to Achala!

Where was that little girl who had dreams in her eyes and a warrior’s spirit to realize them.

A suffragette by birth who wrote a poem at sixteen, waging her war against God for not giving women an equal status in the world, while her classmates were batting eye lashes to potential baits.

What was my Calling…..So I picked up my pen after several years and wrote again that night.

Calling….

I am walking in a crowd

With myriad of people around

Walking in different directions, at different pace

As if it was a race

 

There are moments of achievements

There are moments of togetherness

There is mist and there’s fog

There’s fear of getting lost

 

While making some and am breaking some rules

Getting my applaud and also getting ridiculed

An angst, a desire

There’s hope n there’s despair

 

A strange restlessness, something I need to attain

It’s a life we all live, not that I complain

It’s a bitter sweet journey with loved ones, yet there’s a pain

A longing for something, a feeling of vain

 

Want to find my path, my stance and life’s pure meaning

Why I am here, where do I belong and what’s my true calling

Oh tell me, up there, show me my goal

Take my hand and lead me, closer to my soul !!