empowering thoughts and other corners

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The lady in my house,

She forgets her name often.

Her vermilion tracing her veins

Down her face

Mingles inseparably with her tears.

What is the color of sadness?

Out in the sun,

She sits churning the pickles

The flavoured mustard oil, embraced

Around her fingers,

Sweat dripping off her chin,

She’s melting little by little.

What is the color of idleness?

Another lady in my house

Transcends into times unknown

As Ramayana telecasts on the television.

This gleam in her dull charcoal eyes

Has visited her after ages.

She doesn’t conceal it,

The saree slipping off her head.

R-e-l-i-g-i-o-n is an eight lettered word,

And so is S-t-r-e-n-g-t-h.

What is the color of faith?

Over the evening cup of tea,

These women talk in whispers.

One of their faces turns pale

As a cup falls into shards,

While the other one already has

The bone China fragments piercing her finger.

Blood refuses to flow anymore.

What is the color of fear?

They mistake repudiation for

Compliments

And apologies for introductions.

Last time they heard their voice was

In muted sighs,

The threads lost their track

While they are stitching.

What is the color of rage?

The color of henna

Once on their palm is

Now over all those utensils.

Daffodils, plucked on the way to temple,

Slip out of their wardrobe.

Mirror has known them only in flashes.

What is the color of self-love?

What is the color of self-love??

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