WIELDING FEMINISM

Born into an orthodox family,

in the quest of her existence,

she grew.

Defeating the obstructions from last day,

to triumph the fresh day,

she woke up.

To get rid of the fatigues,

and get ready for the expedition,

she exercised.

Soaking the filth from surroundings,

to aspire and to unfold the purest vibes,

she bathed.

Apologizing for her mistakes,

thanking for the endless blessings,

she worshipped.

Draping the tender girl inside,

wearing the gears of battle field,

she dressed.

Following the detailed instructions,

ignoring the voice of her genius mind,

she worked.

Accepting the bitter truths of world,

determinate to change the history,

she struggled.

Disregarding the sarcastic naysayers,

not to let down her well-wishers,

she returned.

Washing the doubts of uncertainty,

adding the essence of hardwork,

she cooked.

Testing the taste of bitterness,

to know the requisite of sweetness,

she drank.

Listening to the endless debates,

in the search of peace,

she slept.

Lying beneath the cracked roofs,

visualizing stars in the clear sky,

she dreamt.

Learning from unpleasant experiences,

in the hope of fulfilment,

she’s living.

                                                                                                 VAISHALI