Rashmi

When I first read her
I thought she was being sarcastic
about how red became her entire life
and she lost her self in this new life

And then I read again
and saw how she had embraced red
That red was the color of life, and love
And that losing herself in it
Was her choice, her joy

And from within this red
came her revolution

One can only imagine
That the red revolution
would be full of love
which is what red meant to her

She who didn't compromise on anything
any little part of her femininity
to be a trailblazer
to ride a cycle when no one else did
To wear trousers, to be public
To have opinions, to fight for freedom

She did it all, and yet love
meant more to her than any of these