Her hands were on her hips.
Her torso was in a twist.
Head held high,
She shook her shoulders
in rhythm to the music
And threw away the burden-
Of sorrow,
Of shame,
Of others’ expectations
That had hitherto rested heavy
On her lissome shoulders.
The stars watched,
As she danced in the backdrop of the flickering amber.
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Born in the year 1968, my childhood was spent amidst the beautiful scenic landscape of a small town in India, Ranchi. Though an engineer by qualification, reading, writing and cooking are my passions. Another thing that I am passionate about is my country, India. As they say, a lifetime is probably not enough to explore the whole of India. Currently based in Kolkata, I can be reached at gdutta17@gmail.com.
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