So what if Ragini was once Raghav.
She has every right
To live a normal life
And love like everyone else does.
To laugh when everyone giggles.
Even if it's about her.
Man, haven't seen anyone sportier.
She's living one right now.
With her people by the side.
With no traces of past life.
But, There were times, I am told,
Of her fight, written in gold,
Against the societies' illiberal views,
Those judgemental stares, cared just a few;
Thrown stones at, made fun of,
Stranger looks, demeaning talks, abandoned walks.
Against all the odds, she has made it through.
‎Giving every Ragini, the courage to live.
‎She has made her vicinity a little absorbent.
She continues to fight for every Raghav out there.
‎© ketakiwrites
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