“The shyest guest- the morning sun,
peeped into the patho lab,
Dr.Ann’s footsteps echoed loud,
sharp as a crying trapped lamb…

The air was fresh, he kissed Ann’s face,
yet her spirit felt damp,
Like a burnt out candle, about to die,
or like a useless broken lamp…..

Her life which was never ‘hers’!,
from father’s roof to in-laws’ door,
Like a bud which never bloomed,
like a sad half-way cancelled tour…

Deep into the sea of thoughts Ann dived,
jumped herself once more,
Again and again into that roaring silence,
bruising her soft inner core….

‘Hey there’…From glass and slides, a murmur arose,
Soft whispers of the cells and the colours in prose,
‘Look at us Ann, we change, we glow, we flee,
Come out, unbind your soul, set yourself free!!’

‘Hey you, look at me’, said a mets cell,
I broke the tight chains, I fled the shell,
Now, I roam in the body, I raised myself,
I am the rebel, the rebelest, cant you tell??

‘Hellooo Ann’…hizzed the oedema fluid,
I seep, I sweep, I slip through spaces,
Once a servant of the veins, chained in tight,
Now no vessel binds, I flow free, free like a kite…

‘Hey Ann, nice to meet you’, said the eosino granules,
We glimmer, we shimmer, we explode away,
Like a liberated dream, we chose our way,
To freedom, not borrowed, not bound, with no rules….

‘Now you meet me’, said the stain in blue,
I am the chameleon in stains, The toluidine blue,
From blue to purple I shift, I drift, the colour I choose,
Freedom is in my hands-power to fuse, a stain in loose….

Ann looked at the laughing cells and the colours unbound,
Finding their freedom in their own way, hurdles doesn’t count,
‘Then why can’t you?? Her mind whispered in glee,
If they can flow and glow free, ‘Why don’t you flee??

But then, THUD, THUD, the silence shook,
Ann turned her gaze with a startled look,
From the glass jar came a muffled plea,
‘Release me, Ann, please set me free…’

‘O Ann, the big breast in the small jar cried,
No air, no space, no sky to see, a life dried,
Once bound in bras, now in glass I lie,
Set me free Ann, let both of us fly’….

Ann walked, with a frozen hand, a trembling eye,
Lifted the lid of the jar, she broke the fear tie,
No longer a shadow, No longer a lie,
Pearls of tears rolled down Ann’s eye…

The lab laid quiet, yet her heart sang,
‘I’m no longer a prisoner’, loudly it rang,
From cells and colours a truth she had learned,
Freedom is lived, not given, but earned…