She

by Avanthika P Satheeshan

When she was recognized to be a girl in the womb

Her relatives created whirls as in a mysterious tomb.

When she was born into this beautiful earth,

She was neglected from the day of her birth.

When she was restricted from going to school,

Her powerful tool was destroyed.

When the world gave her miseries,

She pushed herself for fast recoveries.

When she was winked at by the devil’s eye,

She blinked her eyes with the fear that she may die.

When she was haunted by the world of darkness,

She wanted to fight it with goodness.

When she was forcefully forcefully enslaved in marriage,

Her anguished soul cried in rage.

When he to slap her,

She dared to teach him a lesson within a snap.

When hands were raised against her,

They were bruised by her.

When voices surged against her like a wave,

Her voice was raised like that of a wave.

When the country ran to become rich, 

She ran to kill the country’s witch.

When people shouted development,

She shouted women empowerment.

When few listened to her sorrows,

She devised plans to unearth the evil in burrows.

When she won hearts of thousands

By her warrior like actions,

Many built barriers of enmity against her.

When she was asked to act like a numbskull

She proudly said,” I am a woman, not a puppet

I am a woman, part of the human race”

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(Avanthika P Satheeshan is a grade 11 student in Nirmalamatha Central School, Trissur, Kerala. She is trained in Indian classical dance and her hobbies include sketching, writing and making scrapbooks. She has a huge collection of newspaper cuttings chronicling current affairs.)