THE COLORFUL WIDOW
She stood near the ghat
Dressed in all glossy red
Bangles, payal, bindis, alata
Everyone stared at her aghast.
“Has she lost her mind?”
Commented the tonsured brother of the dead
“No, perhaps showing off her feminist stand.”
Puckered the brother-in-law tongue in cheek.
She looked forlorn, morose and sad
But bravely she faced their attack and said
“You may say the person I loved is gone
But I feel him by my side as ever I had done.”
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