Anusandhaan MA History

Womenhood path of duty and defiance.

Part1
(On the snowy mountain of Kailash sat,
Shiva with his wife Paarvati,
High top they reside and discuss,
The many secrets of life and the world)

Shiva happens to say to Paarvati.
" all the material in this world is maya,
Nothing important all vail and corrupting.
But the atam eternal and most valued. "

She was angered by this.
Since she is inchag of domestic bless and maya,
Decided to teach him and the world,
A lesson no one would forget.

She vanished like morning dew,
in the afternoon summer heat,
No to be found anywhere.
Taking away all forms of Maya with her.

Then the world began to die and dry up,
man's gold field of gehoon dried up,
woman's gajra loss its frangence and dried up,
children's games stop due to their growling, stomach all dried up.

They all come to the temple of the Goddess,
Praying for water and grain.
Showing their hollowed stomachs and sunked cheeks,
To her but she was nowhere to be found.

Shiva saw all this and realized his folly,
He then asked for forgiveness.
The people prayed more intensely,
And then she appear like the first rain.

Part 2

She took the form of Gowri fair skinned
A traditional women draped in white silk sari
long Hair neatly combed-restricted and adorn with gajra made of  white oleander flowerbuds.
At her neak dangle prosperous golden jewelry.
With earthen pot full of golden grain for the people.
She rode a docile cow up the snowy mountain.
And returns to her husband.

But this is not her only form...

She also takes the form of Kali dark skinned unconventional woman a symbol of resistance
long hair unkept and lashing out freely in defiance
with no flowers or gold insight but skulls adorning her neak
she carries no pot for food but weapons of destruction
She abandons her docile cow and chose to walk on her own two feet down the mountain
and departs from her husband, even steps on his neak.

Both Gowri and Kali lay domain within Pavitra
Only waiting for the chance to express themselves to the trebleming world.

(She walks the path of womanhood
A tirerope between duty and defiance.
And so do we, women as long as we live.)

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Hi, Venan here.
I wrote this poem, while writing an assignment for MA on the philosopher Simone de Behaviour and the Second Sex. It was very difficult and made me cry too. I wrote a whole piece, but did not like it and trashed it. So I have to be a piece of the same thing but one philosophical - socialist  mumbo jumbo and the other related to history and philosophy. May post both pieces in the next week.

To all the women and men who strive to protect and inspire the women to transcend to higher existence. If Dear Reader ,you get a chance then watch the 1 hour documentary on female infanticide in India. It brings tears to one's eyes and makes one question. Where has the women's freedom gone?

Line and word art by me. Displayed at the top.