the open wounds of a hijda
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in a far corner
away from human eyes
at the Shrine of the Holy Saint
of Ajmer
Khwajah Moinudiin Chishtis domain
I saw an apparition
a woman like form
angelic appearance
holistically unhealed
open wounds of a hijda
her wet eyes and crying
muffled hankey held sobs
Ya Allah
Ya Moulah
she kept sighing
wireless woes
a connection
she was trying
while me with my pictorial eye
camera less spying
a night of chatti
a night of a new beginning
an old night of a failed hope
that was dying
babloo the dancer
her friend held her hand
both ropes of predestined doom
untying ..
and above their heads
wings of Angel Gabriel
overflying
such was their faith
in Ajmer no denying
shredded petals of roses
unshying
fell on their heads
yes God was pleased
it drizzled
Godliness
humanly
was replying
the winding winds
the doe eyed draught
the hijdas Chunni
overexcited
unprying
as timelessness
untimed
hastly was
a flying
truth of
a divinity
stronger than death
not lying
