March 08, 2007
A Girl Born Unasked For…
Tall and graceful
With nimbly limbs
Wearing royal attire
A blue colored beauty rose
From the sacrificial fire
Captivating the sages
The Rishis
The learned and the wise
The commoners and the royals
With her bewitching smile
With her looks divine
Her chiseled features fine
In full bloom of youth
To balm and sooth
The craving hearts’ desire
Invoking lust and fire!
But a girl child.
Was she asked for?
As a boon
Or was it a mistake
Of godly design
To bestow Drupad
With a daughter divine
Was he happy
To have got a daughter,
Or cursed his fate
And the gods.
For this blunder.
Was a daughter
A burden a disgrace
A blot on his face.
He wanted a son
In the family
Brave and courageous
To fight and to maim
The enemy
And earn laurels and fame
But a girl child
He never desired
Would never have sired.
A voice from the unknown
Puts his troubles and woes
And anguished heart to rest
The girl would help
You to maim your foes
To kill your enemies
To win you all
A girl born
Unasked for
Unwelcome
And undesired
Made his heart swell
As the divine voice
Did foretell
And proclaimed
The girl as a weapon.
Had it not so
Would he still
With fatherly love and care
Had embraced
Loved and acclaimed
The girl born unasked for?
jaiiiii mata di …………………….
hiiiiiiii