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[shyamasyahi]

we the warrior

I am a woman,Shakti engraved on my bones

I played in the parks, ran in the winds

and sung with the melody of thunder

I grew up, they reminded modesty

Rati held my hand, led me out

We danced on the eve of lust

Drenched in the rain of passion

I am desire, bold in my will and diction

I picked up reins the chariot ready for me, it was snatched for I was not to dream

Fight, growled Durga from the cement of my being

jerked awake a she in me.

The clang of swords and gurgle of blood my battle cry

Me, here am I

They turned their backs upon me

A woman, to be humoured or not to be

Words spread, questions fired, they marked,stained the very "character" of me

A hiss shook the exterior

revenge, chanted Kali, I obeyed

out of the veils of mocking modesty, of the chains of misdeemed muliebrity

broke the confines of man relinquishing relics of safety, shields

took to the streets and battlegrounds

the army of mother, of daughter, of woman my pillar

we shook the core of the ancient oppressor

we emerge, we the warrior,

we emerge, we the warrior.

Here's my Instagram - @dishigoyal_

Note:

Italicized names are hindu goddesses. Here's what they signify:

Shakti-is the primordial cosmic energy, female in aspect,represents the dynamic forces that move through the universe.

Rati-known to denote love, beauty, sexual pleasure and a woman who is extremely happy and blissful with her lover or husband.

Durga-unleashes her divine wrath against the wicked for the liberation of the oppressed, and entails destruction to empower creation.

Kali-alongside being the Goddess of darkness, destruction, and death, is also a symbol of Mother Nature because as she is timeless and formless, representing the creation of life and the universe as well.

[shyamasyahi]

From:Uttara

To: Abhimanyu

Rajkumar ji,

It has been two days since you left for the war.

I found this stack of papers in your chamber today.

I promise I was not snooping around, I was just telling the candles there that they need to ready themselves for your sweet welcome, I was asking the breeze through the windows of your state, I was taking in the scent of our love, the times spent together.

I wonder if you miss me too, I wonder if you miss our child.

He has been fidgeting more since you left, the gentle kicks and rolls remind me of you all the time.

Do you remember the first time I cooked for you? You said that kheer and my presence in your dreams taste the same. Dreams, oh Aryaputra! Do you know what mine taste like?

They taste like milk and smoke, sound like yearning and hurt like you.

Yes you have hurt me, you have hurt me by disunion, insulted me by deeming me unfit for the battlegrounds.

I Uttara, the daughter of king Virat, daughter in law of the valorous Arjun and the wife of Prince Abhimanyu I am unfit for the battleground?

The child in my womb, the envisioned mahayoddha cannot be kept away from the greatest Dharmyuddh.

And so, I am coming to Kurukshetra.

Wait for me there, Rajkumar ji, we will meet our child together.

Instagram- @dishigoyal_

Website- dishigoyal.weebly.com

Context- Abhimanyu is a warrior from the ancient Hindu epic Mahabharata. He was the son of Arjuna, the third of the Pandavas and the hero of the epic, and Subhadra, the younger sister of the revered Hindu deity Krishna.

He died in the Mahabharata war, before the birth of his child.

Uttarā is a princess in the Mahabharata, she is described to be the daughter of Queen Sudeshna and King Virata, at whose court the Pandavas spent a year in concealment during their exile.

Rajkumar ji- Prince

Kheer- a sweet dish, a type of wet pudding popular in India

Aryaputra-used by all women in their youth to address their husband

Mahayoddha- a great warrior

Dharmyuddh-war in defence of righteousness

Kurukshetra-setting of the Hindu epic poem the Mahabharata.

[shyamasyahi]

Darling I submit to you

as the blooming flower to the sun,

as the pretty lady's umbrella to the rain,

as the handsome man's eyes to beauty.

I bow to you, my love

as a warrior to the sword,

as a poet to the pen,

as a dancer to the ankle bell,

I give myself to you as will to strength.

Instagram - @dishigoyal_

[shyamasyahi]

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"I thought you wanted to live with me forever..."

"Moving away for studies doesn't mean I won't live with you

I'll live with you in the mornings as we wake up with the same Sun

I'll live with you as we hum to the same melody

I'll live with you when you'll step on a dry leaf here, when I'll caress a Lily in bloom there

I'll live with you as I turn every page, as you make long notes in your notebooks, as I float with the Dandelions, as you trot with your companions

I'll live with you as I light candles in the evening, as you steep sweet tea

I'll live with you in the comfort of my dreams and perhaps yours too

I'll live with you as I live, I'll live with you as you live."

I'd love to connect on Instagram too- @dishigoyal_

[shyamasyahi]

Darling I submit to you

as the blooming flower to the sun,

as the pretty lady's umbrella to the rain,

as the handsome man's eyes to beauty.

I bow to you, my love

as a warrior to the sword,

as a poet to the pen,

as a dancer to the ankle bell,

I give myself to you as will to strength.

Instagram - @dishigoyal_

[shyamasyahi]

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From:Uttara To: Abhimanyu

Rajkumar ji, It has been two days since you left for the war. I found this stack of papers in your chamber today. I promise I was not snooping around, I was just telling the candles there that they need to ready themselves for your sweet welcome, I was asking the breeze through the windows of your state, I was taking in the scent of our love, the times spent together. I wonder if you miss me too, I wonder if you miss our child. He has been fidgeting more since you left, the gentle kicks and rolls remind me of you all the time. Do you remember the first time I cooked for you? You said that kheer and my presence in your dreams taste the same. Dreams, oh Aryaputra! Do you know what mine taste like? They taste like milk and smoke, sound like yearning and hurt like you. Yes you have hurt me, you have hurt me by disunion, insulted me by deeming me unfit for the battlegrounds. I Uttara, the daughter of king Virat, daughter in law of the valorous Arjun and the wife of Prince Abhimanyu I am unfit for the battleground? The child in my womb, the envisioned mahayoddha cannot be kept away from the greatest Dharmyuddh. And so, I am coming to Kurukshetra. Wait for me there, Rajkumar ji, we will meet our child together.

Instagram- @dishigoyal_ Website- dishigoyal.weebly.com

Context- Abhimanyu is a warrior from the ancient Hindu epic Mahabharata. He was the son of Arjuna, the third of the Pandavas and the hero of the epic, and Subhadra, the younger sister of the revered Hindu deity Krishna. He died in the Mahabharata war, before the birth of his child. Uttarā is a princess in the Mahabharata, she is described to be the daughter of Queen Sudeshna and King Virata, at whose court the Pandavas spent a year in concealment during their exile.

Rajkumar ji- Prince Kheer- a sweet dish, a type of wet pudding popular in India Aryaputra-used by all women in their youth to address their husband Mahayoddha- a great warrior Dharmyuddh-war in defence of righteousness Kurukshetra-setting of the Hindu epic poem the Mahabharata.

[shyamasyahi]

From:Uttara To: Abhimanyu

Rajkumar ji, It has been two days since you left for the war. I found this stack of papers in your chamber today. I promise I was not snooping around, I was just telling the candles there that they need to ready themselves for your sweet welcome, I was asking the breeze through the windows of your state, I was taking in the scent of our love, the times spent together. I wonder if you miss me too, I wonder if you miss our child. He has been fidgeting more since you left, the gentle kicks and rolls remind me of you all the time. Do you remember the first time I cooked for you? You said that kheer and my presence in your dreams taste the same. Dreams, oh Aryaputra! Do you know what mine taste like? They taste like milk and smoke, sound like yearning and hurt like you. Yes you have hurt me, you have hurt me by disunion, insulted me by deeming me unfit for the battlegrounds. I Uttara, the daughter of king Virat, daughter in law of the valorous Arjun and the wife of Prince Abhimanyu I am unfit for the battleground? The child in my womb, the envisioned mahayoddha cannot be kept away from the greatest Dharmyuddh. And so, I am coming to Kurukshetra. Wait for me there, Rajkumar ji, we will meet our child together.

Instagram- @dishigoyal_ Website- dishigoyal.weebly.com

Context- Abhimanyu is a warrior from the ancient Hindu epic Mahabharata. He was the son of Arjuna, the third of the Pandavas and the hero of the epic, and Subhadra, the younger sister of the revered Hindu deity Krishna. He died in the Mahabharata war, before the birth of his child. Uttarā is a princess in the Mahabharata, she is described to be the daughter of Queen Sudeshna and King Virata, at whose court the Pandavas spent a year in concealment during their exile.

Rajkumar ji- Prince Kheer- a sweet dish, a type of wet pudding popular in India Aryaputra-used by all women in their youth to address their husband Mahayoddha- a great warrior Dharmyuddh-war in defence of righteousness Kurukshetra-setting of the Hindu epic poem the Mahabharata.

[shyamasyahi]

follow me on @dishigoyal

we the warrior

I am a woman,Shakti engraved on my bones

I played in the parks, ran in the winds

and sung with the melody of thunder

I grew up, they reminded modesty

Rati held my hand, led me out

We danced on the eve of lust

Drenched in the rain of passion

I am desire, bold in my will and diction

I picked up reins the chariot ready for me, it was snatched for I was not to dream

Fight, growled Durga from the cement of my being

jerked awake a she in me.

The clang of swords and gurgle of blood my battle cry

Me, here am I

They turned their backs upon me

A woman, to be humoured or not to be

Words spread, questions fired, they marked,stained the very "character" of me

A hiss shook the exterior

revenge, chanted Kali, I obeyed

out of the veils of mocking modesty, of the chains of misdeemed muliebrity

broke the confines of man relinquishing relics of safety, shields

took to the streets and battlegrounds

the army of mother, of daughter, of woman my pillar

we shook the core of the ancient oppressor

we emerge, we the warrior,

we emerge, we the warrior.

Note:

Italicized names are hindu goddesses. Here's what they signify:

Shakti-is the primordial cosmic energy, female in aspect,represents the dynamic forces that move through the universe. Rati-known to denote love, beauty, sexual pleasure and a woman who is extremely happy and blissful with her lover or husband. Durga-unleashes her divine wrath against the wicked for the liberation of the oppressed, and entails destruction to empower creation. Kali-alongside being the Goddess of darkness, destruction, and death, is also a symbol of Mother Nature because as she is timeless and formless, representing the creation of life and the universe as well.

[shyamasyahi]

@dishigoyal will now be my permanent account, @shyamasyahi has been suspended

we the warrior

I am a woman,Shakti engraved on my bones

I played in the parks, ran in the winds

and sung with the melody of thunder

I grew up, they reminded modesty

Rati held my hand, led me out

We danced on the eve of lust

Drenched in the rain of passion

I am desire, bold in my will and diction

I picked up reins the chariot ready for me, it was snatched for I was not to dream

Fight, growled Durga from the cement of my being

jerked awake a she in me.

The clang of swords and gurgle of blood my battle cry

Me, here am I

They turned their backs upon me

A woman, to be humoured or not to be

Words spread, questions fired, they marked,stained the very "character" of me

A hiss shook the exterior

revenge, chanted Kali, I obeyed

out of the veils of mocking modesty, of the chains of misdeemed muliebrity

broke the confines of man relinquishing relics of safety, shields

took to the streets and battlegrounds

the army of mother, of daughter, of woman my pillar

we shook the core of the ancient oppressor

we emerge, we the warrior,

we emerge, we the warrior.

Note:

Italicized names are hindu goddesses. Here's what they signify:

Shakti-is the primordial cosmic energy, female in aspect,represents the dynamic forces that move through the universe. Rati-known to denote love, beauty, sexual pleasure and a woman who is extremely happy and blissful with her lover or husband. Durga-unleashes her divine wrath against the wicked for the liberation of the oppressed, and entails destruction to empower creation. Kali-alongside being the Goddess of darkness, destruction, and death, is also a symbol of Mother Nature because as she is timeless and formless, representing the creation of life and the universe as well.

[shyamasyahi]

So, this account has been suspended, I am ready to use my real name and get into the literary world wholly and openly, so here's the new account - @dishigoyal

Do follow that account as I won't remain active on this one anymore 🩷💛🩷

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Introduction

Hello and welcome to my little space on the internet, everyone!

(This account has now been suspended, here's the new account- @dishigoyal )

Here's everything you can expect here:

poems- in English and Hindi... spanning many different themes, like, Krishna ji, Shiv ji, Hindu beliefs, love, life, beauty and more!

stories- again, in English and Hindi...themes include Hindu legends, love, little moments in life, and others

pictures! all the pictures that I post are captured by me on my travels and adventures <3

Here is my instagram account- shyamasyahi

And this is my website- shyamasyahi

I hope you have a lovely day.