By Sukanya Barooah
And when all the external chaos around quietens and calms down,
When men of power realises we are both women and men to shame us down,
When all the egos of Earthly Gods shatters down,
When women starts to look at their men that they too are not without faults,
When the fight to conquer, make copies of souls subsides,
When it's really like above as it should be down below here,
When dharma wins above than just mere superficial love that binds,
And as my soul heals from years of trauma and betrayals,
I will finally sit somewhere in peace and in quiet to breathe, forgotten by all to find my Brahman within…