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A salute to Reshma

She is no soldier but she fights like one
She lost her eye to acid attack
But held on to her dreams.
The acid burnt her body
But wasnt strong enough to penetrate her spirit
She is the one who the world salutes and hates those bloody brutes

Her suffering and cries bring tears to my eyes
Her glory makes me feel proud of her
She is someone I look upto for courage
She makes me feel tiny infront of her valour

I salute all the women suffering her fate
I seek forgiveness on behalf of a system that fails to protect their rights
I pray the animals who did this to her may rot in hell forever
May no one go through this pain again ever

She walked the ramp as a fashion diva
She faced the paparazzi with elan
She unfurled the wings of her dreams
To live the life she deserves

I wish you all the very best young lady
May all your dreams come true
May all the nightmares you have suffered so far be far far behind you

Live life like a queen
Rule your kingdom of dreams
Be strong and spread your spirit
Making the other ladies emulate you

Thank you for your example for the world
Thank you for overcoming your circumstances
Thank you for making an entire country proud
Thank you for your message to the world clear and loud

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