Kunal Roy
You were the devotee of Shiva,
A day –
Hardly spent,
Without making any offering to Him!
Yet –
The light of of the world,
Spelt a timeless curse,
On you!
An external darkness,
Wrapped up your beautiful eyes,
Something you never desired,
Chose to be a part of your destiny –
That wove a different tale to narrate,
To the world of illusions!
The sister of Shakuni,
Envy never torn apart –
Your heart and soul!
The born blind,
The King of Hastinapur,
Tied the nuptial knot with you!
Silently embraced the anguish,
No repentance peeped!
Sacrifice had no colour,
No fragrance,
Still:
The world never witnessed,
A sacrifice of such contour!
You could not be a proud mother,
The sons destroyed,
The legacy of your dynasty!
Injustice was alien –
To your mental make up!
Eyes welled up in tears,
Lost your sons to the War,
Cursed the Lord,
Content was far away!
A journey into the dark forests,
Brought salvation,
Tranquility anointed your mind,
Far away from the Queen of Hearts,
Far away from the Palatial Glitz,
Far away from the Turbulence of Life!!
-Kunal Roy