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The Untold Childhood
THE UNTOLD CHILDHOOD
I was a girl of year three, dragged my little bag to kindergarten with a Glee.
Always cheerful in my own rhythm,
Under the shelter of my genitors.
Never knew the world before me and neither did the men around.
Giggled with my daffodils and played with no bounds.
Shared my little lunch box, full of chocs.
Climbed trees and pluck tasty fruits for free.
Playing with merry-go-round and many other games that are weird to sound.
Screamed like little lion cubs in our den,
Our Miss used to roar like a lioness by then.
One day,alone while I was sitting on my little chair,there came a mighty man who looked like Ben.
I asked in my toddler voice "Who are u sir?Will you speak in your voice"?
He stood with a grumpy look,as if he was going to rob my rhyme book.
He saw my decent smile and looked at me undefined.
I was afraid for a while,
But my teacher came beside.
"Bahadur! For what sake are you doing here?"Didn't I instruct you to keep your eyes on the gate there?Moron! stay away".
Erried at the moment was I,
But my pedagog felt nothing abhorrent and I sat on shoofly.
At the end of Garten time,
We rushed to drink sweet lime.
I jumped on my mother's arm,Quacking my little talks.
Again came that warlock with a gawk at me and my pretty mom in a stance.
I looked at Maa and narrated all at glance.
Maa listened as "the little kid story."Come dear we will watch finding Dory" said these words with no worry.
On a fine Monday morning,I came to school yawning,just weeping and weeping."Papa! no school today.I want to play".
Dad's princess was pampered by giving favourite biscuits.
I smiled and went into my little school den with all my little cubs,sitting and playing with little len.
I sat with my little lunchbox,gazing at unknown blue sky,
Suddenly,there was a mist before my dewy eyes.
Therecame that misty face,sat next to me at a distance."What is your name, little child?"
I didn't utter a word and stood for my side.
"Hey little girl, why are you aback? Come to me,let me edify.Here are some chocolates,won't you try?Trust me darling I'm not here to make you cry".
I walked with my tippy-toes, he sat beside me but quite close.
I took my cheerful tone,looked at him with no hue.
We were foes no more and he used to bring chicken bleu.
One day,he gave me a woven basket with chocolate and a beautiful amulet.
"Will you come to my home little angel?I will give you ambrosial."
The world is still unknown, but I felt him as someone of my own.
"Tell me uncle where to go?"
He held my shoulder tight and dragged his hand till my back.
Picked me up in his lap,made me sat on his cycle,
He hummed a song by Carmichael.
Went at a creepy place within the woods, was a small cottage,seems it was for hoods. I agiled with with no apprehend and no signs of comprehend.
It's a smelly pitty worst room.Someone should have cleaned with a broom.
Here,lied an addle chicken and there,I stood dicken.
"No one stays with me dear".
I looked with sympathy and saw a tiny brier,lying at the window shelf,helpless and dead.
A parrot trapped in a cage,Wasn't given food since age.
"Uncle Why don't you free? There's no fun in captivity".
"I don't free easily.I have to satisfy my fantasy.l love to satisfy my thirst for lust".
He squawked and nothing went to my small soft head.I sat on that stinky bed.
"What are you saying uncle?I don't understand a single syllabic".
He looked at me as if he was going to drink my blood.
He agiled in the kitchen to bring a jug.
"Here,drink some water,told me while scratching his half grown beard".I saw those red shot eyes.
"What happened uncle why are you so weird?
Has someone scolded you?Don't worry uncle I will love you."
He looked as if he was going to crucify.``Do you want some water too?" I asked it to demystify.
He held my neck in an awful way, rubbed his hand over my little chest, brought his mouth near my neck and then slowly to my waist.
I screamed to the peak."What are you doing?I am scared".I pleaded."I want to go home,don't want to stay in this dome."
"I want to quench my thirst.If you go, who will feel my lust".
He growled as a hungry wolf.
I found no way to aloof.
Tears rolled from my eyes.I was extremely horrified.``Maa where are you? please save me.''His blood shot eyes were killing me.
His fingers were hurling to those tiny uniform buttons,
Unveiling me and revealing my little chest with that brutal touch.
Pressing the buds hard and pushing me on the bed with a clutch.
I am going to die!O Lord! Please help! I cried aloud,but there was no crowd.
I groaned and moaned, thrusted and torn. He tore to the hardest.
He ruptured deep and I was accosted.
I saw and was shocked,a red fluid rolled around.
Dribbed and dribbed.I didn't know.I was kayoed,I was cold.My little hands turned white,my chubby face turned pale,my little lips turned blue.
My heart was slow,it stopped pumping though.
There was no good soul.
He quenched his thirst,I never knew.
I was as rue.I lied cold with bruises all over.I was chopped and I am over.I never knew the world and I departed so soon!
It's all because of this local goon.
There lied my beautiful body,
Which was disembodied.
Lied helpless,Eyes tearless,soaked. I left it, I was choked.
There my forebears searching me here and there.
"I am here Mama and Papa,I cried again and again.Please take me home.Miss please look up here."No one was able to hear.
They found me lying in greasewoods.
With not even a piece of cloth.
I was lying nude with legs astride.
Aloud my parents cried.
I was that soul who was born to shine.
But, now,I am in Goddess shrine,
Sitting in the lap of Divine.
"Look my child! The Earth has turned cruel and wild."
She held me gentle and mild.
"You are my precious gemstone.I created you to be in this bayonne. But your name lied in the gravestone."
"I created you strong and bold
You are more precious than diamond and gold".
"No one will know me now,
I have turned into a mourned soul whose childhood was untold."
Dr.Sanghita Biswas.
#justice #hang the rapist
© drsanghitab
I was a girl of year three, dragged my little bag to kindergarten with a Glee.
Always cheerful in my own rhythm,
Under the shelter of my genitors.
Never knew the world before me and neither did the men around.
Giggled with my daffodils and played with no bounds.
Shared my little lunch box, full of chocs.
Climbed trees and pluck tasty fruits for free.
Playing with merry-go-round and many other games that are weird to sound.
Screamed like little lion cubs in our den,
Our Miss used to roar like a lioness by then.
One day,alone while I was sitting on my little chair,there came a mighty man who looked like Ben.
I asked in my toddler voice "Who are u sir?Will you speak in your voice"?
He stood with a grumpy look,as if he was going to rob my rhyme book.
He saw my decent smile and looked at me undefined.
I was afraid for a while,
But my teacher came beside.
"Bahadur! For what sake are you doing here?"Didn't I instruct you to keep your eyes on the gate there?Moron! stay away".
Erried at the moment was I,
But my pedagog felt nothing abhorrent and I sat on shoofly.
At the end of Garten time,
We rushed to drink sweet lime.
I jumped on my mother's arm,Quacking my little talks.
Again came that warlock with a gawk at me and my pretty mom in a stance.
I looked at Maa and narrated all at glance.
Maa listened as "the little kid story."Come dear we will watch finding Dory" said these words with no worry.
On a fine Monday morning,I came to school yawning,just weeping and weeping."Papa! no school today.I want to play".
Dad's princess was pampered by giving favourite biscuits.
I smiled and went into my little school den with all my little cubs,sitting and playing with little len.
I sat with my little lunchbox,gazing at unknown blue sky,
Suddenly,there was a mist before my dewy eyes.
Therecame that misty face,sat next to me at a distance."What is your name, little child?"
I didn't utter a word and stood for my side.
"Hey little girl, why are you aback? Come to me,let me edify.Here are some chocolates,won't you try?Trust me darling I'm not here to make you cry".
I walked with my tippy-toes, he sat beside me but quite close.
I took my cheerful tone,looked at him with no hue.
We were foes no more and he used to bring chicken bleu.
One day,he gave me a woven basket with chocolate and a beautiful amulet.
"Will you come to my home little angel?I will give you ambrosial."
The world is still unknown, but I felt him as someone of my own.
"Tell me uncle where to go?"
He held my shoulder tight and dragged his hand till my back.
Picked me up in his lap,made me sat on his cycle,
He hummed a song by Carmichael.
Went at a creepy place within the woods, was a small cottage,seems it was for hoods. I agiled with with no apprehend and no signs of comprehend.
It's a smelly pitty worst room.Someone should have cleaned with a broom.
Here,lied an addle chicken and there,I stood dicken.
"No one stays with me dear".
I looked with sympathy and saw a tiny brier,lying at the window shelf,helpless and dead.
A parrot trapped in a cage,Wasn't given food since age.
"Uncle Why don't you free? There's no fun in captivity".
"I don't free easily.I have to satisfy my fantasy.l love to satisfy my thirst for lust".
He squawked and nothing went to my small soft head.I sat on that stinky bed.
"What are you saying uncle?I don't understand a single syllabic".
He looked at me as if he was going to drink my blood.
He agiled in the kitchen to bring a jug.
"Here,drink some water,told me while scratching his half grown beard".I saw those red shot eyes.
"What happened uncle why are you so weird?
Has someone scolded you?Don't worry uncle I will love you."
He looked as if he was going to crucify.``Do you want some water too?" I asked it to demystify.
He held my neck in an awful way, rubbed his hand over my little chest, brought his mouth near my neck and then slowly to my waist.
I screamed to the peak."What are you doing?I am scared".I pleaded."I want to go home,don't want to stay in this dome."
"I want to quench my thirst.If you go, who will feel my lust".
He growled as a hungry wolf.
I found no way to aloof.
Tears rolled from my eyes.I was extremely horrified.``Maa where are you? please save me.''His blood shot eyes were killing me.
His fingers were hurling to those tiny uniform buttons,
Unveiling me and revealing my little chest with that brutal touch.
Pressing the buds hard and pushing me on the bed with a clutch.
I am going to die!O Lord! Please help! I cried aloud,but there was no crowd.
I groaned and moaned, thrusted and torn. He tore to the hardest.
He ruptured deep and I was accosted.
I saw and was shocked,a red fluid rolled around.
Dribbed and dribbed.I didn't know.I was kayoed,I was cold.My little hands turned white,my chubby face turned pale,my little lips turned blue.
My heart was slow,it stopped pumping though.
There was no good soul.
He quenched his thirst,I never knew.
I was as rue.I lied cold with bruises all over.I was chopped and I am over.I never knew the world and I departed so soon!
It's all because of this local goon.
There lied my beautiful body,
Which was disembodied.
Lied helpless,Eyes tearless,soaked. I left it, I was choked.
There my forebears searching me here and there.
"I am here Mama and Papa,I cried again and again.Please take me home.Miss please look up here."No one was able to hear.
They found me lying in greasewoods.
With not even a piece of cloth.
I was lying nude with legs astride.
Aloud my parents cried.
I was that soul who was born to shine.
But, now,I am in Goddess shrine,
Sitting in the lap of Divine.
"Look my child! The Earth has turned cruel and wild."
She held me gentle and mild.
"You are my precious gemstone.I created you to be in this bayonne. But your name lied in the gravestone."
"I created you strong and bold
You are more precious than diamond and gold".
"No one will know me now,
I have turned into a mourned soul whose childhood was untold."
Dr.Sanghita Biswas.
#justice #hang the rapist
© drsanghitab
