She was the daughter
of Viswamitra and Maneka,
brought up amid the woods,
fell in love with the King
Dushwanta!
The King discovered the savage
in her.
She was in deep love,
her passion was unbridled!
The King desired her
in her arms!
Left her in the woods,
returned to the palace!
A misfortune was spelt,
she was absorbed in his thought,
sage Durvasha,
burst forth in anger.
Shakuntala was cursed!
The king forgot her,
immense plight!
With the whispers of time
changes forayed,
A son was born
called Bharata!
Brave, Confident, Impeccable!
The intensity reduced,
the curse faded,
miracle –
the ring of diamond
behaved as a bridge.
The King visited the woods,
Shakuntala hailed him.
The wedlock,
the Gods showered flowers,
went back to the Palace,
lived happily ever after!!
~ Kunal Roy
Kolkata, India