She wore only her skin,
though she walked without any fear
in the roadside of Delhi
Her petticoat was hanging on her shoulder..
Layers of dust covered
her body...
Some onlookers tease her
Some "shoo her away"
Some laugh at her
with atrocities....
Lost for some moments..
in the middle of the road
I run after her
lending my shawl...
She ignored my existence
suddenly
She turn back and shouted at me..
"why are you running after me
I have nothing else to give you
you all have taken away all"
Look at me
I carry nothing now?
I tried to tempt her with my sweet words
offering to accept my shawl to cover herself..
"She shouted at me again
don't treat me like I'm mad?
"for what you want to cover myself
for what you want me to feel ashamed"
You all have taken away everything
now I'm carrying nothing
to snatch by these people
I won't cover myself again
I'm not mad
I'm not mad
She return my shawl with a smile
and run away!!
Amidst the crowd
and dust
I stood motionless
with so many questions
she had hurled at me and all.
*excerpt from a victim who was found walking on the road of Delhi...
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