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84 Minutes

Those 84 minutes of hell

That you endured

Screaming, Shouting

Fighting, Pleading


You know you woke

A nation which was asleep

You were a ray of light

Just like your name


My fearless sister

Are you at peace today?

Did you look down from Heaven

And smile a little bit


Di d you see the people

Cheering outside the courts

And did you see the fire

Which was lit by you


Are you happy that

Those animals are caged

That they will spend their

Rest of the days, waiting to die


It will be hell for them

And you can watch them

With some satisfaction

I suppose


I hope your 84 minutes

Of agony and distress

Be 84,000 for them

Oh fearless one, rest in peace now



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My Mumbai Colleague

My Mumbai Colleague

Like you,

I am a journalist


Like you,

I visit many places

For work


Some lonely

Some crowded

Some in the evening


Like you

I was an intern

When I was 22


Tasting the new success

After a college education

Exploring my world


Like you

I was a professional

Doing my job


Like you

If my assignment was in the mills

I would have gone


Like you

I would have never thought

I would be violated on my job


Fight, my sister

Be brave

For all of us


Don’t listen to anyone

Who says

That you were


In the wrong place

At the wrong time

Or in the wrong clothes


It wasn’t you

My Mumbai colleague

It’s them


They were in the wrong place

At the wrong time

With the wrong intentions


It’s not your shame

It’s not your izzat

It’s not your family’s honour


That they took

Who hunted

In a pack


It’s their’s

They should be ashamed

Of being worse than animals


They assumed

That they were



But they are wrong

You are a woman

Shakti Chandi Durga


Rise, my sister

In your fight

I hold your hand


Like the girl on

December 16

Jolt us out


Of apathy

Of desensitization

Of nothing-can’t-be-done attitude


Fight the fight

For all of us

My Mumbai Colleague







My Mumbai Colleague

So they know


They don’t have

Any power

Over you



Because it’s your life

To live


Poetry written for this fellow journalist

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I Rise

I rise

Because I want to walk down that street

Freely, happily, unafraid

Just like you


I rise

Because a fire was lit

And it’s burning brighter

In every atom of my being


I rise

Because I was defiled

My crime was being a girl

Thirteen with no breasts to touch


I rise

Because you look at me

Like you want to rape me

Undressing me with your eyes


I rise

Because I want to run

Feel the wind in my hair

Without any fear


I rise

Because I want to see the world

Travelling to my own tunes

Just like you


I rise

Because I am a sexual being

And whatever I wear

I never ask for it


I rise

Because I am a woman

Your equal, your greater

Never lesser that your half


I rise

Because this is my fight

Because you assumed me weak

Subservient and quiet


I rise

In war

In pain

In fear


I rise

In hope

In prayer

In freedom


For the One Billion Rising Campaign and it’s Delhi event

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