Death of Dreams
The white coat she dreamed about,
As a child adorning a toy stethoscope,
How could she become a doctor,
By parents’ meager earnings?
Father stitched clothes all day long,
While mother working as domestic help,
Sacrificed a lot, every penny they saved,
Daugther’s dream became their own.
Society said “Only rich can be doctors,
While poor can never”, her relentless toil,
Made her shine out from the crowd,
No, her fate wasn’t like that of a beggar.
Her hardwork made her pass every
Exam with flying colours, schooling
Got over, time to advance a step
Closer to her childhood ambition.
Biology she opted, sacrificing Maths,
Determined was she to crack exam,
Her dreams were limitless,
So was her love for parents.
Result came again in her favour,
As she knew fortune favours the brave,
Government college was what she got,
In the counseling, making expenses bearable.
5 years went by then she graduated,
Hunger for knowledge wasn’t satiated,
Decided to study further, prepared and
Appeared in the exam for Masters.
Result came again in her favour,
As she knew fortune favours the brave,
Government college was what she got,
In the counseling, making expenses bearable.
She knew that she could change
The condition of her family,
Made parents come out of
The vicious cycle of poverty.
Each morning she affirmed to
Work in reputed hospitals,
And her nights were filled with
Rounds around patients at the hospital.
She was dutiful and charming,
Her ambitions drove her each morning,
Left her home that day, a fateful day,
For a night duty.
Completed her rounds, celebrated
Niraj’s win at the Olympics, had a very late dinner,
Was exhausted, so went for a nap,
After finding an empty conference room.
There came a strong hand, chocking her neck,
She resisted with all her might,
That devil, drunk, overpowered her trials,
Cut her wings forever; silenced her!
Not just she left this world,
But her dreams died due to a demon,
Waited to show his patriarchy, a false male ego.
Who has been excused over and over again.
With her died dreams of many young
Women who aspire to be independent,
And live a life of dignity and respect by
Normalizing their existence just like that of men.
Saddened and outraged got people,
Once this news came out,
It has been over a month since
That dreadful incident happened.
How many Nirbhayas will sacrifice themselves
To correct the law and order?
Why does justice always appear
To be a far-fetched dream for us?
We’re not independent, when women
Fear to pursue their dreams,
Fear to be noticed by such demons,
Walking freely on this planet.
When will the time come,
When God will incarnated himself
To descend to our planet to
Destroy such demons forever?
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Swati Sarangi
09.09.2024
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