We have come a long way.
The road ahead is longer
And the ordeals tougher, we are told.
Next is flogging in the maidan
Or is it stoning unto death?
That depends, we are told
On whatever it is that suits Him.
Still ahead it’s begging
By the dusty streets
Of busy towns.
But our manicured hands would betray us.
Though the purdah would shield our wounded pride.
Tougher ones will follow, we are told.
Their numbers ever increasing
Like the hydra headed monster
Two replacing every decapitated one.
Will the ordeals ever end?
Will our destination
Remain ever elusive?
And our protests?
Will they remain ever drowned
In the silence of despair and fear?
We have come a long way.
ReplyDeleteWe are getting only stronger
And every ordeal that comes our way,
only makes us bolder.
Next is protests in the maidan!
Haven’t we learnt from the Taliban?
We will not let that story be retold!
True there is fear and despair
Perhaps the odds are rather unfair
But let us not lose hope and courage.
No matter how hard they disapprovingly frown,
We’ll gallivant all over the town,
In saris, in burkhas,
And in noodle straps too.
We can’t give up like this.
When we have just begun.
Remember all the opportunities our grandmothers missed?
We’ll fight it every way
Because we know, no way
Are we going to surrender our brilliant brains ;)
To be ruled by some semi literate chains?
Cheers -IHM
Good poems from both of you. The path will be tough but future bright for women
ReplyDeleteHappy Women's Day!
ReplyDeleteWell written!
curious to know-what made you turn to poetry to give vent to your thoughts on women's day? read it..it has a marching rhythm..or,am i imagining it? try writing poetry more often. u r good.
ReplyDelete@indian homemaker
ReplyDeleteyes. guess we need to be optimistic like u
@chakaran, solilo
thanks.
@ chinny
in poems silence speaks louder than in prose -