Write a choreography for the poem another woman
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SCENE 1 (Stage is set and a woman is burning among flames )
Chorus :
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.
SCENE 2 : (State is set for a scene from vegetable market)
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.
SCENE 3: (Setting for the Scene at home)
She 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.
SCENE 4 (The narrator comes on the stage)
Do we want to be just Another Woman who is sacrificed at the altar of marriage and dowry, or can we do anything about it?
Chorus :
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.
SCENE 2 : (State is set for a scene from vegetable market)
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.
SCENE 3: (Setting for the Scene at home)
She 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.
SCENE 4 (The narrator comes on the stage)
Do we want to be just Another Woman who is sacrificed at the altar of marriage and dowry, or can we do anything about it?
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