Question

in the poem another woman ​

Answer 1

$\: \: \: \: \: \: \: \: \: \: \: \: \: \bf\fbox{Another women}$

• This morning she bought green 'methi'

• in the market, choosing the freshest bunch;

• picked up a white radish,

• imagined the crunch it would make

• between her teeth, the sweet sharp taste,

• then put it aside, thinking it

• an extravagance, counted her coins

• out carefully, tied them, a small bundle

• into her sari at the waist;

• came home, faced her mother-in-law's

• dark looks, took

• the leaves and chopped them,

• her hands stained yellow from the juice;

• cut an onion, fine and cooked

• the whole thing in the pot

• over the stove,

• shielding her face from the heat.

• The usual words came and beat

• their wings against her: the money spent,

• curses heaped upon her parents,

• who had sent her out

• to darken other people's doors.

• She crouched, as usual, on the floor

• beside the stove,

• When the man came home

• she did not look into his face

• nor raise her head; but bent

• her back a little more.

• Nothing gave her the right

• to speak.

• She watched the flame hiss up

• and beat against the cheap old pot,

• a wing of brightness

• against its blackened cheek.

• This was the house she had been sent to,

• the man she had been bound to,

• the future she had been born into.

• So when the kerosene was thrown

• (just a moment of surprise,)

• A brilliant spark)

• It was the only choice

• that she had ever known.

• Another torch, blazing in the dark.

• Another woman.

• We shield our faces from the heat.

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@Shivam

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