POEM
She was in a desperate hurry
to unbundle her pack of woes
to an invincible power
with magical solutions
and
as a first step in the
right direction
she visited several temples
where Gods and Godesses
were worshipped and along
with the large numbers of pilgrims
offered oblations to them
and prayed fervently for the
dawn of a new spring in her life.
But she never hated
the man with whom she had
inexplicable emotional attachment and affinity
dreamt of sharing her delightful life with him.
Though she frequented temples after temples
offered prayers after prayers
oblations after oblations
her fervent pleas to Gods and Goddesses went unheeded.
It was her close friend
who told her about a
God-man who performed miracles
in the lives of countless numbers of
men, women, children, ladies and youths
who as a last resort flocked to have a darshan
of Him to bless them with
magical powers
to ward off all evils, incurable maladies,
recapture failed love-affairs
and blessings to bear pretty blooms of
love and care in everybody’s life.
Keeping her hopes aflame she went to his ashram
several times where tens of hundreds
gathered to have a darshan of Him
seeking his invaluable blessings for a better morrow.
At last after an array of visits
she too had the fortune to have a darshan
of the handsome, young Godman
with long black hair,
and flowing black beard with a halo around his head.
His bewitching smile
and sharp, penetrating
looks lifted her to an unknown world
and in front of him
she sat cross-legged.
She poured out her list of grievances needling her
which he listened looking into her eyes.
After listening to all her woes,
He led her inside
and made her sit on a bed,
and someone from inside
brought a glass full of
juice, offered her and vanished.
‘This is elixir of miracles.
Have it’ - He told her.
Like an obedient child
she drank the sweet ‘elixir’
and within seconds she
lost her last drop of consciousness.
After a deep sleep
she regained her consciousness
and felt her body seriously
aching and burning sensation
in her private parts.
The needling pain she
experienced in various parts of her body
was difficult to explain……
The story of a rape
unfolded before her
and with shock and fright in her eyes
she wanted to cry aloud,
but no……she couldn’t………….
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