(Written in December 2012 when Nirbhaya, the unfortunate gang-rape victim, was breathing her last on a Singapore hospital bed and public anger in New Delhi and elsewhere was at boiling point)
You have given me hope
My veiled and unveiled sisters
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Vande Mataram. I praise thee mother. Future is bleak if woman is not respected. A powerful poem to create a needed movement. Thank you.
Though Nirbhaya is a burning memory in our hearts, it is so unfortunate that such callous acts are repeated in many parts of India.... A land which once deified womanhood has stooped to this level! It is so painful...! ..... the weakening breaths And ebbing pulse Of Indian womanhood On a distant hospital bed Are not wasted And washed away In the waters of uncaring time To indifferent oblivion.................. I doubt it much! While men like you feel so strongly about it, there are a good number of men with vulture like appetite who wait to feed on female flesh....! A very very powerful write!
A true literary piece indeed