Gathering all her courage,
she stands in front of the mirror
For the last time, she sees
What is going to become her “past self”
What she is going to do will
Change her forever!
One by one, she unbuttons her shirt
And let the upper layer fall
Like a soldier who has come back
from a futile war,
Slowly she removes the armor
that has been bestowed on her.
With just bra concealing
what need not be concealed,
She embarks on a journey
In the search for a new subject.
As music makes her mood,
She indulges in self-voyeurism,
Her fingers continue the trail
from lips to feet,
She examines all the curves she is embodying.
A deep breath, a long stretch
She moves and twirls to the music
And let the remnants fall
Her “self” that has long been hidden from her
Is now coming forth as a well-staged performance
Today, she is the spectator and the performer
And she continues to unfragment herself
Till she peels off the last layer
As the music ends,
A long applause follows
She no longer recognizes
the person she was an hour ago
Transforming into new-born
She steps into the world again
She proclaims her identity
and becomes her own benefactor.