Satyawati -01

U Unnikrishnan Sivasankara Menon
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The Violation It was getting dark And Sage Parasaran had just left Having sated of my body The whole of which ached. I was stark naked; My clothes Lay by my side in shreds How many times he violated me I had lost count. It was no longer my body I looked at it and shuddered As if seeing it for the first time, I felt impure. I wished to hide from myself And from the whole world. I wanted to reach home! Home? How do I face father! Immobilized by pain and fear Tears flowed down my face Like Yamuna in Shrawan. How do I reach home until dark My clothes in just shreds And body visibly bruised From his lustful attack. The day had begun As pleasant as any other Father asked me to man the ferry Until he was back from fishing. I had my first customer A sage with graying beard 'I'm Parasaran' he said 'Take me to the other bank'. His eyes on the curves of my body My clothes too little to cover it. Though I was just twelve I was used to ogling eyes. 'Matsyagandhi' he called me; Of course, I stank of fish. I lived fish and I breathed fish For I was a fisherwoman. From his eyes fondling my body His hands took over. My protests were of no avail; He was much stronger. He guided the boat to an isle In the middle of Yamuna Uninhabited, But rich in flora and fauna. He tore my clothes into shreds Forced upon me and tore me apart Repeatedly, not allowing me to have Even a drop of water. My cries nobody heard in the wild Of the isolated little island.

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