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We Indian women-

We are a breed apart.

One of us stopped the sun;

While another burnt a city ;

One reduced the mighty Trinity;

To mewling infants at her bosom.

One smart lady outwitted Yama,

To snatch her lord from his noose;

[He was probably worth it]

One handled husbands five,

And was more a man than the mighty five;

One has to her credit an earthquake ;

While others had gods

Eating out of their hands.

But the poor Indian woman Today,

Running between her kitchen, the labor room

And the office…

Where does she find time

For such simple joys of life?

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