The Triple Cry

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A fearful cry escaped my burning throat,

The memories of the past evoked

An agony that made me row a sinking boat,

Knowing well, I’d drown and get choked.

 

The colourful dreams shattered when I heard –

The wretched eyes could no longer hold back

The fiery tears that confined me as a caged bird,

And I wondered what else I lacked.

 

She was beautiful, no doubt about the same,

But I was no less, even though the brutal beatings

Had permanently made me a bitch so tamed

That I had no individuality remaining.

 

I was his first wife but not the last

‘Cause being a man meant freedom –

A freedom so devastating like a bomb blast,

That I was left and tagged as boredom.

 

I love him even today, but I know not why

The rage within me grows,

I was his wife, and no matter how shy,

It was time to use my weapon – sorrow.

 

The three words – Talaq, Talaq, Talaq,

Gave him the mirth of heaven

In the male dominated world of fearful barks,

While showing me closed doors at twenty-seven.

 

I became a haggard in the eyes of the crowd

Who knew not my pain, yet blamed my morality,

And prepared me day by day to have lain under the shroud,

So that, I could close my eyes and end this reality.

 

Yes, I am a Muslim woman, and,

I respect my faith come what may,

But, I do not support the cruel traditions

That has brought an end to my life today.

 

But I know my sisters will have a reason to smile,

For the three deadly words would haunt them no more,

As they find love in their married life while

The law protects them from the unbearable pain I bore…

 

 

 

 

Shreya Dutta is the Founder & Creative Head of StarWords India and the author of “Dance in the Rain”. She is an engineer by qualification and a writer by passion. Years ago, when little girls were jotting down their bucket list, Shreya was lost in her dreamland in which she was immortal. Dutta had started off writing at an early age because she believed that writing not only helped her to voice her opinion but also led her closer to immortality. With every write-up that gets published, Shreya believes that she gets embedded in the pages of history to inspire the youngsters who dream likewise. Writing is not just her passion; it is her way of taking the road less travelled.

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