She

By Khs Kaushik

SHE

Carries you in her womb

Caress you under the moon

Cares you till you bloom

Craves for your fortune

SHE

Fulfils the dreams of other

Forgets the dreams of her

Swallows the pride of her

Lives for the service of other

SHE

Is a mother, sister, daughter, wife

Is full of life

Is a musical fife

Is always in a society’s strife

But WE,

Judge by her gaze of eyes,

Judge by her depth of voice,

Judge by her curl of lips,

Judge by her tone of epidermis,

Judge by her size of breasts,

Judge by her span of hips,

Judge by her way she strides,

Judge by her size of ass,

Judge by her way of dress

Still SHE

Is Whimsical

Carrying her love as she’s born human

Is always Joyful

Refuses to retire as she’s born woman

And Society

Please don’t kill her love in the name of caste,

Please don’t kill her dreams in the name of traditions,

Please don’t kill her freedom in the name of customs

Please don’t kill her achievements in the name of patriarchy,

Please don’t kill her growth in the name of class prejudice,

Never misspelt her self-respect as Ego

Her patience is always Montego

Till we go to Campo Santo

Treat her always like a Celestino

No day is enough for womanhood, It’s a way of life, Celebration of life-

By Khs Kaushik