Soumya Mishra
neither the vemillon of festivity,
nor like the red of blood relations,
nor sacred like the saffron,
nor calm like the sunset ,
her sindoor
is orange. deep orange
of the flames,
that rise out of the pyre
of crushed identity.
Flaming orange,
of rage -
the crazy bright
of the
ripe sun in the noon.
It reminds her
not to bow
but to leap
like the flames
and destroy all that
dares to vanquish it.
Soumya Mishra is 4th Year student of Development Studies. She is also a co-editor of the magazine. She blogs at: http://soumyamishra08.blogspot.com/.
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