Darpan / दर्पण

I would like to give this name to this fifth book of mine. Like a mirror everything is visible in it as it is. Nothing remains hidden the agony of the mind thinking pain everything is transparent. Whatever is happening in the mind of a woman in the society in the environment shows the reflection in the same way no disguise no mask. The sense in which the poem has emerged is an eternal truth beyond time space and country. Unique and untouched original feelings of the inner mind! I hope Sudhijans will get enough time and cooperation.