I was still breathing then; though tried to fly away.
I remained unconscious, even my unborn child couldn't escape.
I'm Saleema Bano- a simple married woman; whose fate is hanging in that flag of pride.
They didn't spare my family members too, all were buried under a tricolour flag- a
martial and majestic deathbed!
I heard my mother's groaning,
screaming, while they were busy
looting her; I watched her
last breath she dropped
in this heritage land.
Fourteen years is enough-
Enough for their correction; their resurrection; I now see them
walking, roaming-- freely
in this land of pride--
Celebrating Azaadi!
(Sonali Chanda is an acclaimed poet/writer of three published books including one Travelogue, 'LADAKH- Enroute Tibetan Taboos'. Her solo collection of poems, 'The Chaos of the Swooshing Winds', and her Novella 'Love's Faint Echoes', all three are running successfully in Amazon and Flipcart Platform. Her different poems and reviews of books have already been published in Different Truths, Spillwords and many other online journals and platforms. She is a bilingual poet from Kolkata. She can be connected - sonalichanda4293@gmail.com)
