In the darkness of the night,
The City sleeps in deep slumber…
A lonely soul, duty paramount
Walk past the beds .. A Florence nightingale,
To save lives her clarion call.
36 hours of grilling work
Serving n treating the sick
The tired limbs to seek comfort…
Strayed she into the Den…
Little did she fathom the demon
To feast on her flesh lay in prowl.
Pouncing upon her a beastly act of Rape …
The beast his share of contentment had…
Helpless, ridden with scars,
Bleeding, broken she lay till no more she could take …
A corpse for all to see
Her stethoscope hanging the white coat soaked red … the colour of fire ..tormented..
Lifeless she lay without an armor to shield her spirit!
No more the anguish, the agony
Life’s battle she no longer had to
endure..
Was this she had worked to accomplish?
No bugle to honor the battle she fought !

While the National Flag flies high
77 years of Independence
On the ramparts of Red Fort.
A promise for a brighter future in every heart???
In every corner of our Bharat
A hapless Nirbhaya cries in distress …
faint and feeble…
Her only fault,a woman who dared to challenge..
The eerie silence permeates ..
The demon to his hole must go. …
The Stethoscope dangling..
In deep slumber the young heart’s dream shattered,
To serve was not for her
cold and icy she lay .

In the Land of nobel laureates,
, freedom fighters.
The soul beseeches for peace…
Justice she must get !
She was the hapless, helpless
At the portal of justice waiting,

Mutely I resign , waiting for a dawn to break the shackles…
With the words of Tagore resounding in my heart….
‘’Where the mind is without FEAR
The head held high ,where words come out from the depth of truth..
Into that heaven of freedom
Let my country awake’!
Shanthi, Trustee, roshini Trust