pickThat was delightful. One of the best things I‘ve read in a long time. I love the constant intertwining of prose, poetry, and visual poem. I love the constant calling out of the senseless violence of men of power and caste by the women, wives and mothers and sisters, and by the lower caste and poor men who are just fodder-pawns for their glory.
“Sometimes you need to wrap up history in hushed linen and bury her beneath a banyan tree”...ah, not so, Queen, even if we sometimes wish for that easy road.
“Women. As another soldier remarked, throughout history women are among the first casualties of war and conflict. Their bodies become territories: possessed, ravaged, ploughed as though for produce, discarded, carelessly destroyed. But, unlike with land, the stigma of conquest is attached to their person; they become repositories of lost honour, individual and collective.”
This is gonna be a good one!
Until the Lions: Echoes from the Mahabharata | 
