I am a Question

I am a Question

A Poem by Sandra Nair
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This is for me, a tribute to all girls.

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Rebirth was my wish
My wish was rebirth
Millions of years later,my wish
My wish was granted.

I was born as a Christian,
Alas! Veil suffocated my hairs.
Suffocation led to death
And I said goodbye to Christianity
And never more a nun.

Rebirth was my wish
My wish was rebirth
Millions of years later,my wish
My wish was granted.

I was born as a Hindu,
Alas! ghoonghat suffocated my face.
Suffocation led to death
And I said goodbye to Hinduism
And never more a bride.

Rebirth was my wish
My wish was rebirth
Millions of years later,my wish
My wish was granted.

I was born as a Muslim,
Alas!purdah suffocated the entire me.
Suffocation led to death
And I said goodbye to Islam
And never more...

Rebirth was my wish
My wish was rebirth
Millions of years later, my wish
My wish was in the tomb.

My wish pleaded me,
Never wish,never dream.
You are a woman,
Before you I am a question
And not a wish.

© 2016 Sandra Nair


Author's Note

Sandra Nair
Your opinion is my greatest achievement!

*ghoonghat -Ghoonghat (ghunghat, ghunghta, laaj, chunni, jhund or Odhni) is a veil or headscarf worn by some married Hindu, Jain and Sikh women to cover their head.

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I like it - and very interesting! Something I could have agreed with 15 years ago, but not so much now. But I think you have expressed your frustrations about our society, etc. very well and poignantly. Beautiful.

In fact, it is a good "debating" starter for pupils in high school/university - to make them think and consider the history of women :)

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sandra Nair

8 Years Ago

Thank you, Sarah. Yes, things have changed so much with the years passing by. But not much. Let us t.. read more



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I like how you depict the perspective of different women from different religious backgrounds.

Posted 5 Years Ago


Sandra Nair

5 Years Ago

Thank You so much! Hope you'll read more
Well written. I like the way you frame your words. I would change 'suffocated my hairs'. It doesnt quite work for me.

I hope we change from being a question to something else. But what a question!:) I like your style. Keep up the good work.
I did one Who am I ? Please review my work too.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Sandra Nair

7 Years Ago

Thank you so much, Madhusudha. May I know about you?
very good poem my dear sister. what u said is right!

Posted 8 Years Ago


I'll grant you one question, about my afterlife experience and how I wish to still be amongst the sky's mystery. I enjoyed this writing and the ideal of rebirth. I drowned some years back and I still remember hearing my heart stop then seeing mentally heaven, which if I was to wish to be reborn, it wouldn't be too live another religion but to be...to be reunited with her. She's another story which I'd stand in heaven to watch over her.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Sandra Nair

8 Years Ago

Yes, of course. Whenever you miss someone, you just wish to have a rebirth and to be united. But her.. read more
poeatree

8 Years Ago

I think you might misunderstand I died and saw what the afterlife will look like at first, which I'm.. read more
Very nice poem and indeed very true...Sandra all this is only for woman in every religion...NEITHER JESUS OR KRISHNA NOR ALLAH MADE IT...this cruel humans made it...but i know soon this will decline because of activities of malala and second malala(Sandra , you)...
indeed a creative piece and 100 per cent true....i likec very much....
Take care
riddhi

Posted 8 Years Ago


Sandra Nair

8 Years Ago

Thank you so much, dear sister Riddhi. I too agree with you. Neither of the Gods made this only huma.. read more
I also believe in hero's and king and saviors my own personal Jesus Christ.
And thanks for reading soul crystal.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sandra Nair

8 Years Ago

Thank you Christoph Stephenson!
Thank you for your comments on my latest poem.

This one is quite interesting and very thought provoking. Keep up the good work.

Alisa💫

Posted 8 Years Ago


Sandra Nair

8 Years Ago

It's my pleasure, Alisa. And this site is always to review and to get reviewed. Let us excel in our .. read more
It's a beautiful piece, but I won't agree with you, suffocation is a woman's choice. The woman today if she wishes, can overcome anything. but then again that's just my opinion

Posted 8 Years Ago


Sandra Nair

8 Years Ago

I agree. Women have choice. But how much? How far have we developed? We have changed, but the societ.. read more
Anamika

8 Years Ago

I think we should celebrate them instead the are free, even if it's in death
Sandra Nair

8 Years Ago

Didn't get u,dear.
I simply LOVED it Sandra. I'm looking forward to learn a lot from you.
Keep it up.

Regards,
Nishtha

Posted 8 Years Ago


Sandra Nair

8 Years Ago

Thank you from beneath my thankful heart.
I loved it, it was simple, straight forward yet Deep in its metaphors and symbols.
Thanks for sharing!

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sandra Nair

8 Years Ago

Thank you Melania from the deepest of my heart. It meant a lot to me.
Mélania Woolf

8 Years Ago

By the way, I do put on the headscarf (muslim) and do not feel suppressed, at all. Nevertheless, I e.. read more
Sandra Nair

8 Years Ago

Thank you and I am happy that you can choose your life!

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