You were first over my head

Covering my silky black hair

Then one fine day

You covered my face

And never let me see or show

My face again.

I said okay.

I died

in the holozoic fire

But reborn with flames

In my eyes,

That ate me alive.

I said okay.

Reborn a woman,

I repeated the cycle.

Covered my frizzy hair

With you.

Then one fine day,

You covered my lips,

Allowed me to see my chin,

But never the face again.

I said okay.

I died

And then, was eaten

By the flames

Which has now turned saprophytic

For me, for us

I said Okay.

Reborn a woman

I repeated the cycle

Covered my straight hair

With you.

Then one fine day,

You covered my nose,

Allowed me to see my nose and never that face again.

I said okay.

I died,

People cared,

Yet let me be eaten

By the saprophytic fire.

I said okay.

Reborn a woman,

I repeated the cycle.

Covered my curly hair

With you.

Then one fine day

You covered my eyes,

Allowed me to see my nose,

But never that face again.

I said okay.

I died

People cried

Yet the saprophytic fire,

Who is familiar of my taste

Ate me.

I said okay.

Reborn a woman,

I repeated the cycle.

Covered my wavy hair

with you.

Then one fine day,

You stayed where you were

Allowed me to see my face

But never my hair.

I said okay.

I died,

people cried,

Priests were called,

Who added spices to my flame,

And let the saprophytic fire

Eat me.

I said okay.

Reborn a woman,

Our relations changed.

I can see my long hair,

And you around my neck.

Then one fine day,

My hair was tied in a bun

And you covered the length.

Allowed me to see my face

But never my long hair again.

I said okay.

I died,

people cried,

Priests were called

Who told something to the fire.

And I was digested properly.

By the saprophytic fire.

I said okay.

Reborn a woman,

To attain salvation in my final birth,

I couldn't see you around.

And on one fine day,

you were on my shoulders

And when you were tried to pull up,

A voice said - 'carry it only if you want to.'

I smiled

And finally saw my head right up

Talking to people

Looking into their eyes,

I smiled and smiled and smiled,

And I said okay.

I died,

People cried,

Priests were called,

And read many shlokas and mantras.

People prayed for my salvation

And the saprophytic fire

Finally said

Goodbye

I said okay.

I opened the doors

Of the heaven

And learnt a lot

Wished I had learnt it earlier

Or could share

This knowledge.

But I must say

Looking in your eyes

That we, women

Have struggled to reach here.

Time changes

And so does mentality.

And it can only happen

When you work for change with

Rebel burning in your eyes and,

Warmth of positivity and appreciation in your heart.