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Malvika Dubey

Abstract Classics

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Malvika Dubey

Abstract Classics

Daughter of Fire

Daughter of Fire

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The Fire Born Princess,

The Holy Goddess,

 Pride of the Pandava,

 Friend of Madhava.

 My tales reached the masses,

 But the cries went unheard,

Cause I was the major of the war's causes.

My Birth was a plan to revenge on my father's clan.

In Swayamavar saw the mighty Partha,

dressed as a saint

With whom I was excited to acquaint myself.


The respected mother of the Pandavas who asked me to be shared

Mother's word are equal to god my beloved declared

I was to marry all of them 

My fate had decided

Never once in it all Arjuna chided


I was hailed as the Lucky bride

Of the Kuru clan, I was proud

How was I supposed to know my smile won't last a mile?


The doomed game was now in session

The upholder of dharma lost his possession

Drag her by hair the uncouth one declared

Humiliated in the court even my soul wasn't spared

The elders and learned kept quiet

Hundreds of eyes but none to see my plight

My husbands had their heads bowed

Helplessness in their eyes clearly showed

Called out To Govind to put my misery to end

Indeed was he an true friend


We lost the palace lost our peace

But our sorrows were just about to increase


12 years spend in exile

The unjust rejoiced while

My fate was supposed to be happy feature

Wouldn't have agreed if I knew my future


The mighty Pandavas were now mere servant

But to my plight, they were still unobservant

Soon the testing times ended We learnt our lessons Bitter and Sweet

We're prepared for Adharam to defeat


The war began the pilage came undone 

Adharma was finally condemn

Arjun was guided by the cow herder

Abhimanyu become the victim of cowards

Millions killed on both side


Blamed was the Pandav bride

The bringer of war, I was called

My pride and anger were the root cause

The doomed queen I was

Lost my son and my brother

The greatest curse for a sister and mother

Blamed and shamed I could only cry

Did my loss had no price


Years from now it will be a cautionary tale

Women cause war they'll say

Does justice for us has no importance

Or Cause it agrees to society's accordance



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