A lone woman's battle ....

A sense of Deja' Vu....
A slight relief ...
One milestone achieved ...
One step taken ....
An inch moved forward ...
Some progress ...
It's a long and lonely fight ...
A lone woman's battle ....
A fight till the end ...
A war that will see many casualties ...
A war that none will win ...
Yet, a war to be fought ...
A war for justice ...
For the rights of women labelled by the society ...
The so called law makers of the society ...
The so called Law keepers of the society ...
Who degrade women ....
Who disrespect their own mothers, daughters and sisters....
Now, it's a fight to bring them to their knees ...
If it has to be fought ...
So be it ....
The rest of the world on one side ...
Truth and justice on one side ...
I carry forth unabashed...
Unhindered by the defamation ..,.
A lone woman's battle ...
A battle for JUSTICE ...
Against all the odds.

There's no looking back ....
One step at a time ...
Long and lonely fight.

Seeing him in handcuffs today ....
My heart cried a bit ...
Yet, there was no remorse on his face ...
Arrogance and deceit writ large on his face ...
A belief that he could buy the Law ....
He tried ... his kith and kin are trying ...
They are disbursing money left, right and centre ...
To all and sundry ...
To avoid getting further remand ....
They are trying methods of intimidation ...
Yet, I steel my resolve and carry forth ...
The torch to light the path of justice.

I am no stranger to his antics ...
His dramatic ways ....
I see no shame on his face ....
No guilt at all.

His counsel called me names ...
Yet, I heard it all....
I flinched not a bit ...
For I know the truth ...
A naked truth about justice ...
A long way to go ...
A winding path laden with thorns ....
A path few dare to tread.
Am game for all the brickbats ....
Am game for all the labels ...
They are just labels ...
To picture me in bad light ...
To save the skin of a criminal.

They look at me in the court of justice ...
They look at me with hatred ...
Yet, they look at me with fear filled eyes ...
For they know ...
I am a woman of strong resolve ...
And shall fight tooth and nail ...
Till justice shall prevail.

Finally, it's all going to begin ...

We shall once again relive each moment ....
Each moment in front of others .....
Finally, ....
Finally it's all going to begin ....
Begin ... all over again... for you and me ....
But, this time round ....
Not as partners for life ...
But, as partners in strife...
A very sad way to end a relation...
A very sad way to begin animosity.

I have no regrets....
I have no apprehensions ...
I have lost everything ...
I have nothing to lose ...
Not even repute ...
You made sure ... of it...
So, at the end of it ...
You are the loser ... Not me ...
I am the giver ...
You are the taker...
One who snatched it all in one go.

The Lord watches over all of us...
You, me ... our loved ones....
Do not forget ...
One who lives in a glass house ...
Never throws a stone at others...
Your house is made of glass too ...
And a stone can shatter it too.
Before touching a woman ...
Consider this ...
You have a mother and sisters too ...
You have a daughter too ..
The other woman is someone's daughter too ...
And, her father watches over her from heaven ...
He watches every move of yours ...
He has designs for you.

Finally, the prodigal daughter returns ...
She returns with her dad's blessings ...
She returns with him beside her ...
She returns to haunt you.

Finally, it has all begun ...
Afresh ...
Every Daughter .....
Every Sister ...
Every Wife ...
Every Mother ...
Every Woman ...
Beware .....
Here comes the Werewolf ...
Spare him not ...
Grab the nearest weapon ...
And reduce the criminal to pulp.

Finally, the real war begins ...
The turf is clear ....
The Army in place ...
Every move determined ...
But, ye not know... My move yet.

This is the Mahabharata ...
This is my Kurukshetra ...
Behold .... hold your tongue ...
Lest you lash at me ...
And I retaliate with my arrows ...
Arrows of destruction ...
For I shall lay a bed of arrows for you ....
I shall lace your drink with blood ...
Blood of my unborns ...
The ones you killed in cold blood....
You shall repent ...
Coz' this Earth is your living hell.

I am Krishna ...
I am Arjuna ...
I pine for my Abhimanyu ...
The unborn we named 'AGNI' ...
You shall burn as I burn ...
For this is the last battle to be fought on Earth ...
For this is Kalyuga ...
This is our story ....
A saga to be told for generations to come.

Finally ... the story begins ...
Unfolds all its mysteries ...
People will read it with mouth open ...
Eyes wide with surprise.

Finally, it's all going to begin ...
AT the stroke of midnight ...
AGNI will rise from his ashes...
The Phoenix shall fly again.

He lay there ....

He lay there ... wrapped in cotton ....
Wet in crimson fluid ....
My flesh and blood ....
A piece of dead and decay ....
My love shorn to pieces ...
A resolve rose in my eyes ...
Steely resolve ...
Agni's death wouldn't go waste ...
His death to be justified.

He lay there .... lifeless...
I lay next to him ... lifeless ...
A zombie have I been ... eversince ...
Searching him in the nights.

A mother cries each night ....
Mourning her unborn child ...
Somewhere the murderer sleeps ....
Waking up with a start ...
The cry ... so shrill ...
The howl ... so melancholy ....
How can the World sleep ...
When the mother runs pillar to post ....
Asking for justice?

He lay there ...
She set her gaze upon him ...
A steely resolve to get him justice ...
His death won't go unwarranted.

Who am I ....

Who am I ....
To judge a person ....
Who am I ....
To judge a community ...
Who am I ....
To judge the social system ...
Who am I ...
To judge the law makers ...
Who am I ....
To judge the law keepers ...
I am .....
One who questions ....
I am one ....
Who helped make the society ...
I am one ....
Who really matters ...
I am the citizen of this country ...
My country ...
In which I was born ...
Where I lived ....
And upheld ...
All social values ...
All cultural ethos ....
I helped build this nation ...
Gave two decades to make great citizens ...
I gave this country ....
My sweat and blood ...
I stood by the Ideals and values ...,
I was the sentinel ...
Today I stand alone ...
Fighting a lone battle ...
Against the evil that exists in our society ...
Yet I fight alone ...
People mock me for my stance ...
People do not understand ...
They are all ignorant learned fools ...
Hiding in their homes ...
Scared people ...
Not ready to face the world ...
And they blame the Government ...
What are they doing to fight for their own rights?
Civil rights or human rights ...
Fight we must for justice ....
Who am I to tell the the people what is right?
Who am I to wake them up?
I am the sentinel....
That watches over my country ...
When the real ones are sleeping...
I am the Guardian of my Nation ...
I am every Citizen.
Am not afraid to die ...
To uphold what I believe in ...
I am here to stay ...
Immortal in my words....
Truth shall prevail ...
Evil annihilated ...
Whether am dead or alive ...
The quest shall go on ...
My dreams shall live on.

Who am I ....
I am ... Me, Myself ... know it well ...
I am every Citizen.

Am going to the hills ...

Yup, True ... I am going to the hills ...
Into the misty mountains ...
In search of the sage who left ....
The Globalgyani ....
As he called himself ...
I have taken it upon myself ...
To seek him out ....
He is in a safe haven ...
I shall bring him forth ....
So the World can meet ...
One of the best artists ...
A human par excellence ...
Who has walked away from mankind ....
I shall bring him to his kind ...
Yes, am going in search of Gyaniji.

I shall tread the forests ...
Swim the rivers ...
Brave the storms ...
Yet I shall seek him out ....
The World needs to meet him ...
He belongs here ...
Amongst the downtrodden ...
So that he can impart ...
Discourses to them in the dark dungeons.

Am travelling up North ...
Towards the hills ...
Where he has his base ....
I am gonna touch base ...
And bring him back to civilization.

Suddenly ....

Suddenly ....
When I finally let go ...
Am feeling so light ....
Like flying in the air ...
A different feeling ....
So much pain .....
Suddenly forgotten in a jiffy.
Moksha .... That's it ...
I am in a state of true moksha ....
A blissful, peaceful state of being ...
Nothing matters anymore ...
No past ... No future ....
The present .... just being happy.
Whatever happened matters no more ....
Am unaffected by it all ...
No clamoring for results ...
No pestering for justice ....
Just letting go ....
Deleting everything associated with those memories ....
A state of forgiving the other person ...
No more bad vibes ....
Just a smile ...
Long forgotten smile...
The tears washed away with the rain ...
A glowing face ....
And plans for a long pilgrimage...
Packing my bags ....
Just a few essentials ....
Embarking on a long journey ...
The end to which is not known ...
Going in search of myself ...
Rediscovering my true self again.

Suddenly ... am in heaven.

Letting go ....

Letting go is easier said than done ...
Especially if a lot of emotions is involved...
If a lot of people are involved ..
All sense and sensibilities are involved ....
And if the other person doesn't give ....
A valid reason ...
For his atrocities.

Letting go can be made easier ...
If there was communication ...
But when all channels of communication are closed ...
Then there can be a hindrance ...
In the letting go process.

Out of sight ....
But, not out of mind....
How can one let go ....
So much was at stake ...
So much was shared ....
Everything can't be lost ....
In one stroke ....
Or one statement.

Memories haunt us ....
Good or bad ...
They are an integral part of our being ...
How can they be erased ?
No, they stay and torment the soul...
Never letting it go of the protagonist.

One can forgive but never forget ....
And, one shouldn't forget ...
A lesson well learnt ...
To learn from your mistakes ...
A learning experience ...
All lost ...
Experience gained.

All World is a stage ....

Shakespeare had written ...
All World is a stage ....
And, we all are actors ....
Playing our roles.
The script is already written ....
We are just reading the dialogues ...
And playing our roles.
Some get good characters ...
Some get the hero's role ..
Some get the Heroine's role ...
Some play the Tragedy Queen.
We all have a part to play ...
You yours and I mine ...
We all need to act accordingly ...
We can't change what is fated ....
All we can do is ...
Give it our best shot.
We played the roles in ...
Mid Summer night's dream ....
We played it well ...
In The Merchant of Venice ....
We are still playing our roles ...
In the Greek tragedy ....
Taming of the Shrew ...
Being the best .....
Playing the part of Ariel ....
Singing the larky song ....
I remember Wordsworth ...
And  his lonely lass ....
Reaping and binding the grains....
then again, Frosts path to create ...
One of my own ...
I have miles to go before I sleep.
All World indeed is a stage ...
We are actors playing our roles.