Pooja Jha

Kālike kālarātryāḥ, krūraṁ tāṇḍavamāśrite

Saṁsāramalanāśāya, mṛtyuṁ nṛtyasi sā’mbike

O Kali, dark as the night of destruction,

In your fierce dance, you embody the storm,

Dancing upon the decay of the world,

You, O Mother, dance with death to cleanse all life.＂

＂We are the voices within...

Are we tied or are we bound?＂

Short stories or poetry based on women and freedom.

Raise the girl to be the ＂kali＂ within

Raise the boy to protect the ＂kali＂ ahead.