By Sabeeha Banu
Metal balls clanked and rattled
From the clutches of chain tags
Reverberating across the battlefield
Flashing, jingling metals resound
Maidens’ bare legs pounded in the sand
Marking trails of an imminent decision
Radiating discontent like a relentless Sun
Though reaping victory on the field without any toil
Havoc filled the air around
People gaped in wonder
Still, what the victors want even after the surrender
The matriarch roared like a tigress in vengeance
Silencing the crowd
Shattered the spell aloud
Demanded an end to age-old ritual
Of exiling women to the cattle shed during the cycle
By Sabeeha Banu
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