A visit to the Holy City of Vrindavan opened up a new chapter to the book of life. Besides being a city of temples it is also a city of Widows. This poem is the poet's reflection of her visit at Maitri Ghar Widhwa Ashram.
It's brought new hope It's brought gleeful cheer It's time to drop old gear And welcome the New Year It's brought resolutions It's brought commitments It's time to move forward In this brand New Year It's brought family love It's brought friendly joy It's time for celebration And wish a Happy New Year It's brought … Continue reading Happy New Year
We often complain about rape and abuse in the society but we forget to give a voice to our daughters and sisters. Incest is a major crime going on through ages thanks to the sick mentality that makes some men feel manly enough at committing these crimes. We have failed to inculcate the moral and ethic values in our boys and over instilled the same in our girls. We cannot blame anyone but ourselves for remaining mute, deaf and blind.
Not much is spoken about fathers though they play a crucial role in ones life. This poem is a tribute to a father missed by his child when death did them apart.
In the Chauvinist dominance of the male gender in the Indian Society a woman steps up in her own small mannerism to be her own identity.
