Kusum Choppra

Dust thou art, to dust returnest Was not spoken of the Soul. Naa, toh nahi sahi Par kya karoon main is Soul kaa Ne chain se jeeta Ne marne ki ijazat detaa. Jeete ajo, jeete jao Chain khokar, mann ko maar kar. KYON? Kyon maaron main apne mann ko? Kyon nahi maarun doosre ka mann? Mere mann ke marne se kya hoga Main ne rahoongi Ek dukhi kukurti awaaz Shayad kam hogi. SHAYAD bola... Kyon kiu ek aisi awaz jayengi To dagli doosri ayengi Pata nahi kahan kahan se aa jaati Hainhain karti, apna matlab bataane Aur dusroon ka laksh bhulaane Chain se jeene ne deti.

Bring out the candles and the placards The sit ins at India Gate or the Rani of Jansi's Women of India unite You have nothing to lose but your Patriarchal chains. They wasted decades in the run up to the Bill Leth them not now cut it up into a Reservation Pie. They've stepped up rapes in U P A minister's niece murdered in A P Is it to remind us That men hold up the sky And women are underneath. We talk of Arab women debarred from driving What about the Indian woman's right to Legislate?