She was as innocent as water
And fell in love with a
romantic hero.
He won one more feather to his
cap.
She lost her only feather to
his trap.
He is a hunter. She is a
hunted.
What mercy could exude from a
hunter?
A Viswamithra he became. A
thrown
Out Meneka, she stood
resolute.
She wanted not to eat a humble
pie.
She wanted not to emulate
Kunti.
She wanted to retain her
motherhood.
Against all the law and all
the ethics.
A monument her child might
come,
That would humble him to fall
at her feet,
Which she wanted, and rejected
outright
To marry the former lover she
shunned.
Murder not the motherhood
If moral or immoral.
Reject not the beloved
If a virgin or a victim.
Then would rebound the
motherhood.
Then refined would be the
beloved
[an abstract of a Hindi movie]
04.09.2000

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