A December night
When last pale yellow leaf of December fell the winds cast a spell, that blinded the capital city, and an inception of a tragedy was soon to blemish the city's history. The empty and unarmed roads of Delhi staged a recital by five unleashed-cannibals, and a juvinile, who tore open the flesh of a live human, and lodged her like a ball from a cannon- signing her body with an ink of brutality. Scandalised and terrified, She fought for her grace. Nirbhaya - the girl without a name and a face, brought the blinded city to the center stage and taught the nation to fight fears- be it a woman with daughters or a daughter about to be a woman. Everywhere there is a roar Of many faceless Nirbhayas Who fight with these animals in men In every nook and cranny of our homeland Nation is stripped from all corners We are scared for our daughters Nevertheless, we shall fight We shall march t