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This poem expresses a mother's angst, fury, desolation at her daughter's gang rape and gruesome murder at the hands of some sadistic perverts.
This poem expresses a mother’s angst, fury, desolation at her daughter’s gang rape and gruesome murder at the hands of some sadistic perverts.
Towards the end of the poem she expresses her determination to not relent in her efforts to seek justice for her daughter, punishment for her perpetrators and clear her name of the slur that the callous police and society have heaped on her character by calling her a slut who incited men’s lust.
One Dark Ominous Rainy night
The home lies desolate and still The fan whispers a shrieking trill, Your memories lie undone and scattered Grim thoughts roam unchecked and battered. For anyone, anything else, little do I care When looking at your smiling visage is a dare.
One dark ominous rainy night…..
Holed up, terrified, your mom you frantically called Helpless, terrified, I heard you being cruelly mauled. My baby’s pleadings piercing through the savage rain, My hands twitched to wrench them away, but in vain. My heart would skip a beat when my baby bawled. How am I alive when her breath the oppressors stalled?
Vituperative, remorseless, bereft of any spirits kindred The monsters still prance around, unbarred, unhindered. With vicious grins dotting the devils’ mouths They mock and taunt and jeer, the unrepentant louts. The lawkeepers empathized, promised to come They came, only to accuse you and ruin your name.
They thought your creator was gullible and naive, Now they’d realize why omnipresent God kept me alive, To exemplify a mom’s bottomless grit and determination, To penalize, discipline and extract retribution, To see the perpetrators cower, kicked and barred And restore your name, by the recalcitrant, scarred.
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UP Boards Topper Prachi Nigam was trolled on social media for her facial hair; our obsession with appearance is harsh on young minds.
Prachi Nigam’s photo has been doing the rounds on social media for the right reasons. Well, scratch that- I wish the above statement were true. This 15-year-old girl should ideally be revelling in her spectacular achievement of scoring a whopping 98.05% and topping her tenth-grade boards. But oddly enough, along with her marks, it’s something else that garners more attention – her facial hair.
While the trolls are driving themselves giddy by mocking this girl who hasn’t even completed her school yet, the ones who are taking her side are going one step ahead – they are sharing her photoshopped pictures, sans the facial hair, looking nothing less than a celebrity with captions saying – “Prachi Nigam, ten years later”.
Doctors have already diagnosed her with PCOD in their comments, based on photographic evidence. While we have names for people shamed for their weight – body shaming, for their skin colour- racism, for their age- age shaming, for being a female- sexism, this category of shaming where one faces criticism for their appearance has no name. With that, it also has zero shame attached to it.
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