The Firey SHACKLES

Slipping through the broken walls of her house

She appeared like a moon so blue…..,so calm…… so surreal …..that can change a glance to a look , stare to a dream, frown to a smile .

Trapping herself like in the red shackles of the society which holisticaly defines itself a “SARI”.

The bells of annoucement of her feet to a place and warns the people to hush up , sophistically calls itself a “payal”.

And this altogether comprises itself to ” one INDIAN Women “

And her “unbrakable firey shakles” of SOCIETY .

Which changed her …………………

…………aims into fairy tales (which are so not true ).

………….. neck revealing her bones into a shop of jewels .

………….parents to in-laws , Best-friends to Husband (a bit less than a beast ).

…………maang tika to adorn with on occasions so rare to a permanent vermillion mark.

……………her passion into dream too high to reach …………

……….and never to reach…………….

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