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Another girl born in Afghanistan. She lives to mourn her fate. Fateful land stolen by Taliban. Bombs and blood served in her plate. Her twinkling eyes once gazed at the stars, Those eyes are blurred sobbing the dead. This time, she sees her land in scars. Flooded  beneath her feet is red. History of Taliban is here to repeat. School campus echoes with boom boom. Standing at the threshold, Afghanis accept defeat. Bearded men have ripped the buds to doom. Books and degrees fueled for bonfire. Strangulated dreams, she is a commodity in cage. Dreams of her set on pyre. Like a Lioness, will she ever pounce on with rage?

                                                 Many childhood memories are nothing but the books we read. Rabindra Nath Tagore’s ‘ Kabuliwala’ is a story every student in the 1980s has studied in the school curriculum. This story from the year 1892 was one of the best stories, which we, as students could connect to. After three and a half decades, I still remember the character of Rahmat Sheikh with distinctive features, solemn eyes and rugged face. Dressed in the traditional attire, this peddler from Afghanistan went door to door selling the dry fruits.  Rahmat Sheikh represents the Afghanis, who in search of livelihood become the wanderers in the strange lands. It was the homesickness which brought him close to Mini, a girl of five. Mini’s father, a writer admired Rehmat for the constant challenges in his life and understood his longing to meet his own daughter, which brought Rahmat to their house every day to meet Mini.  Feared by the myths of children being kidnapped by immigrant...

15 August 2021 In ( dependence) to Independence, A wish for freedom from dependence. Silver, Golden and Diamond Jubilee, A wish for freedom, If at all, Before the dusk of centenary. 15 August 2066 Girls (in) and (out) doors with no fear of abuse, Religion, a belief will walk with no bruise. No caste will be outcaste to confuse. Where people will ignore the creed, And understand the politics of greed. Darkness will someday surrender to light . Maulana Hasrat Mohani and Shaheed Bhagat Singh Will be the Torch bearers with the slogan Inquilab Zindabad to fight the night and might.

Silence made the noise. Was it louder than any voice? There was an unforeseen commotion. Was it some hidden emotion? She had forever smiled at the laughter, so gory. Was it the time to abort their glory? She was all set to play in the battle- field. Was she the sword or shield? All this was a tale she rehearsed in her mind. Nay! She never performed to unwind.