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...who is a POET??...he is...but a dethroned king sitting among the ashes of his palace trying to fashion an image out of the ashes...
..he is the poorest of the poor..yet he carries an oasis in his heart cultivated by the caravan of his thinking...he is a pauper..but he still pretends to be a ' prince ' in the kingdom of his vivid imagination..
..he only sings when he is starving for he cannot sing if his mouth be filled with food...
..he only raises his hand to beg for he cannot raise his hands if it be filled with gold...
..his wealth is his winged imagination and fictive power to think...and ' thinking ' always acts for him as the stumbling stone to ' poetry '... :) ;)
..he is a tree watered by the river of beautiful thoughts..and carries in his heart a lamp unconquered by darkness..
..yes..he seeks NIRVANA..not by counting coins of gold..but in leading his sheep to greener pasture..in seeking a smile from humanity...in putting his child to sleep..and in writing the last line of his poem... :)

...he will be unheard until humans honor the dead and forget the living..for then only upon his ' death '... ' he ' will rule their hearts...and his kingdom will have no ending... :) :) ;)
..TO HAVE GREAT POETS..THERE MUST BE GREAT AUDIENCES TOO... :)

Friday, 1 November 2013

the paro girl :( :(


yes to you women 
in a world of pain
to you bright star 
in this ever-spending universe
to you fighter 
of one thousand-and-one fights
to you friend of my heart

being a girl..
was my biggest curse..
poverty made it worse..
this is my story..
my battered destiny..
that some greedy men chart..
first they tried to dig..
my grave in the womb..
i was lucky to have seen the light..
later that existence came at a price.
to be sold for my female body..
my flesh..
to the faraway lands..
where the cattle were priced...
higher than women..
and everyday rape came wearing..
the garment of marriage..
now..i was a woman..a wife..
did i say wife..???..or mankind's whore..
to be sold and resold again..
to be shared by many men..
to be devoured by the hungry males..
to satisfy their sexual gratification..
again and again..
now i was a Paro girl..
millions of candles have been lit..
but i never seem to see the light..
facebook and twitter revolutions have been stirred..
but my battered world still remains the same.
a living corpse....in chains...
living a life of tortured existence...
held captive in a country..
where ironically men worship..
women carved of stones..
even today they want me to have a boy..
and thousands of my sisters are being killed in the womb..
as long as this carries on..
every day a new Paro girl is born..
every day a new Paro girl is born..



Every year thousands of girls are trafficked from Bangladesh,Nepal,West Bengal,Andra Pradesh,Tamil Nadu,Jharkhand and north-east India into the north Indian states like Haryana,Punjab and Rajasthan and sold into marriages,these marriages are often fake and termed as ' jugad '..due to the rampant female infanticide over decades , girls have almost disappeared from these places that is why they are trafficked from other places to fill in this gender imbalance..this poem is dedicated to those girls..who go through this worst form of MODERN SLAVERY and abuse  and are termed as the paro or the molki girls..

29 comments:

Irene ~Melodies In The Sand~ said...

Thank you for posting a powerful poem about one tragic truth that a lot of women from some parts of the world experience. This is really sad and heartbreaking.

Sarah Malik said...

very touching. Wonder when will the plights of girl and women change in our patriarchal world. :( :(

Ron Potter said...

powerful and well done.

desert rose said...

very moving...the transition from writing on subjects like love, nature etc. to a cause related topic is great and u have done it beautifully... keep writing :)

Sri Valli said...

Tears rolled from my eyes while reading this...Very powerful and touching poem!

vaisakhi said...

so raw so true and so sad...perfect it is...powerful touching beautifully written...:)

i NumeroUnity said...

beautiful!

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Ron said...

This is a very compelling piece and the not so subtle metaphor of the dichotomy of human rights screams from it.

Very intense and relevant. Very well done!

Be well,
Ron

Ismita Tandon Dhankher said...

Commendable! Infused with great emotion and power! Very nicely put.

sulekkha said...

Rigzin, you have written a brilliant poem which touches our hearts.A cry for help by Paro girl.

Portia Burton said...

dear brother Rigzin,
your poem has left me shaken. I feel so helpless that I can't help such an unfortunate soul, to whose mute tears you've given such powerful words!
-Portia

Simran said...

Beautiful and heartfelt composition.
Because you've realized the plight of girls and women.. their grief, pain and helplessness what society is imposing on them. Everyone discuss but there is none to prove his words... Sad!!

Your words have a loud voice..let it be heard by people as much as possible.

Rimly Bezbaruah said...

A very powerful poem! And truly the irony of it all that goddesses are worshiped in thus country.

Kriti said...

Couldn't have been better expressed Rigzin! Every day a Paro girl is born! I am amazed that men rape the same Ma Durga that they pray to for blessings! THank you for sharing this with me!

asteria's canvass said...

great going rigzin, seems you have come over your laziness and started writing that too at a great speed.
god bless u badminton partner.

anitaexplorer said...

Very true, Rigzin.
Things would be fine if the girls got a decent life- respect & good status & loving husband.

M said...

Beautifully captured the raw feelings and the harsh truth.
Thanks for sharing.

rinzu rajan said...

Very powerful images especially the usage of 'living corpse'!

rinzu rajan said...

Very powerful images especially the usage of 'living corpse'!

Jyoti Mishra said...

I don't think I have anything left to say..
plight of such girls render me speechless at times..

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vidyadhara said...

Touching truth unfolded for the insensitive mankind.

Nonojojo said...

Great write! Worth reading...

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Farfalla Dreams ~ Lisa Marie Farfalla said...

So terribly heartbreaking.

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deb marie said...

very nice

usha said...

To understand a women's life, Its not that easy.. Wish world would have thought the way you have written then we would not have "paro girl" among us.. and course this kind of writing.. Unfortunately still it does exist..

Martin Kloess said...

Well done thank you for sharing

Donna said...

A topic that is very close to my heart. Thank you for sharing, you have inspired me to continue with a blog that I have neglected, I feel ashamed of myself now for being sidetracked. Well written, a pleasure to read. Thank you, again. This is not an easy subject to tackle.