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Hello guys!
This is my second attempt on writing about the inner turmoil of a Rajput lady...this is the other side of those ladies before Jauhar..
It is quite short..but I have tried and added a lot of emotions which I felt and this was all I could write...
Hope you'll enjoy reading it and like it..
Do leave your views about it 😳
And please do not get offended by anything I have written..I have lots of respect for all these bravehearts and a lot of pride in them too
It was beautifully decorated...the entire Jauhar Chowk...
The room was lighted by innumerable diyas all giving a feeling of celebration...
There were so many ladies around me...dressed in beautiful garments, decked with ornaments...everyone in their wedding outfits...
Smiled in their face as if they had come for their wedding...
They had actually come to surrender themselves in the pure fire's arms...
Seeing the hollow space for the fire sends shivers down my spine...
I will be all ashes some minutes later...
Won't it be painful...won't it be unbearable...
I cant help but hesitate...can't help but think about all this!
It is tough to bear a small burn on the skin and this...this will be unbearable!
Isn't it tough to think about all this and be torn apart on the inside and still not being able to show it on the outside...it's so difficult but important for me to have a smile on my face for the whole time...though my thoughts are breaking me apart I have to stay strong..of atleast pretend so!
No. I have to be strong...I have to be an inspiration for the others who might take this path later on...I have to be brave to increase the confidence of the others around me...I have to be the strength of my husband who takes the same path of death like me...who takes the path of sacrifice for the motherland...our motherland! I cannot be weak and not can I be a weakness!
And then..I should be proud of this great opportunity to repay my debt to the motherland...to get the opportunity which the others are eager to have...
I'm getting the opportunity to die for what I live and for whom I live!
I'm getting the opportunity to die for the two most important things in my life...my husband and my motherland!
This very thought lifts my spirit...it fills me with gratitude for my motherland...love for it...and my duty towards it and as a Rajputaani...a brave Rajput Veerangana!
The lady who can change her form from Maa Lakshmi to Maa Kali in seconds
The one who can live for her dignity and die for it!
I have No Hesitation. No Fear. And I will have No Regrets!
There was a loud shout of Jai Bhawani. The ladies had proved their bravery.
They had jumped into the fire. For their dignity. For their respect. For their honour. And for their Motherland...
This is my second attempt on writing about the inner turmoil of a Rajput lady...this is the other side of those ladies before Jauhar..
It is quite short..but I have tried and added a lot of emotions which I felt and this was all I could write...
Hope you'll enjoy reading it and like it..
Do leave your views about it 😳
And please do not get offended by anything I have written..I have lots of respect for all these bravehearts and a lot of pride in them too
It was beautifully decorated...the entire Jauhar Chowk...
The room was lighted by innumerable diyas all giving a feeling of celebration...
There were so many ladies around me...dressed in beautiful garments, decked with ornaments...everyone in their wedding outfits...
Smiled in their face as if they had come for their wedding...
They had actually come to surrender themselves in the pure fire's arms...
Seeing the hollow space for the fire sends shivers down my spine...
I will be all ashes some minutes later...
Won't it be painful...won't it be unbearable...
I cant help but hesitate...can't help but think about all this!
It is tough to bear a small burn on the skin and this...this will be unbearable!
Isn't it tough to think about all this and be torn apart on the inside and still not being able to show it on the outside...it's so difficult but important for me to have a smile on my face for the whole time...though my thoughts are breaking me apart I have to stay strong..of atleast pretend so!
No. I have to be strong...I have to be an inspiration for the others who might take this path later on...I have to be brave to increase the confidence of the others around me...I have to be the strength of my husband who takes the same path of death like me...who takes the path of sacrifice for the motherland...our motherland! I cannot be weak and not can I be a weakness!
And then..I should be proud of this great opportunity to repay my debt to the motherland...to get the opportunity which the others are eager to have...
I'm getting the opportunity to die for what I live and for whom I live!
I'm getting the opportunity to die for the two most important things in my life...my husband and my motherland!
This very thought lifts my spirit...it fills me with gratitude for my motherland...love for it...and my duty towards it and as a Rajputaani...a brave Rajput Veerangana!
The lady who can change her form from Maa Lakshmi to Maa Kali in seconds
The one who can live for her dignity and die for it!
I have No Hesitation. No Fear. And I will have No Regrets!
There was a loud shout of Jai Bhawani. The ladies had proved their bravery.
They had jumped into the fire. For their dignity. For their respect. For their honour. And for their Motherland...
Anupamaa
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