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The Bandit Queen



She is the bandit queen, 
whose work is to win, 
the hearts. 
Her carvings deserve 
remuneration but she 
is being throttled to make dumb.


              This is the first stanza of - The Bandit Queen.Here mothers and women are regarded as bandit queen as they are looked upon as guilty by the citizens even in the 21st century. 


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