ODE TO SATI...

Loosely inspired by "A child widow" that i read on someone's blog ie http://indrsforever.blogspot.com..

Many centuries ago, if in India, one saw
there were myriad things against the law.
Apart from development that took place so slow
superstions and practices,people were out to follow.

Of all that was there, existed a weird ritual
that had reached, at a time, situation that was critical.
The name of this, what i write about, was called SATI
and certainly didnt portray a pretty sight those who got to see.

The moment, a girl or lady, lost her bridegroom
it meant, was in store for her,ill fate and doom
as she would be forced to jump into the pyre
amidst one and all who watched her devoured by fire.

All this was ensured by many a erudite brahmin
who didnt bother even if it amounted to a sin.
And none in the family would ask them to forbid
even thoguth they knew what was being done was morbid.

For a long time continued this chaos and mayhem
and had become a part of the societal system.
Until one day one man had this apprehension
that this was something he must question.

The great man was RAJA RAM MOHAN ROY
who believed that a widow was no toy.
He saw to the eradication of this vice during his day
for which he was supported by LORD MACAULAY.

Till to this day, he is called FATHER OF INDIAN REFORMATION
for his many achievements and bringing in a transition.
As never again, did one hear of a widow, in the pyre, hop
as this evil practice ceased and eventually got stop.