Neeti Parti (Category-Poem) (Warrior | Certificate of Excellence)

VEERANGINI OF 1857

Loud war cries reverberated

Ear splitting noise of gunfire filled the air

Acrid smell of gunpowder was overpowering

Sickening sound of necks breaking in hand-to-hand combat

Could be heard as bodies mounted

Within the premises of Palace of Sikandarbag

Along the southern banks of the Gomti

The defence was strong

The offence brutal

Thousands lay dead

Invisible and unnoticed

Camouflaged perfectly within the ‘Peepal’ tree

Piercing eyes filled with rage

Picked their target

Followed by bullets on the chosen track

Destroying the enemy

With deadly precision

An officer noticed the steep downward trajectory among the dead

And directed unrelenting fire towards the massive tree

Dislodging and killing the deadly sniper Warrior

Dressed in men’s clothing, her pouch full of ammunition

The Veerangini had found her mark destroying many an enemy

Now stands there her statue carrying a rifle with the inscription

Uda Devi Pasi, a heroine of the Mutiny of 1857

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