Neither you can define her, nor can you make her a verse. Not only the subject is too fragile
but there is grandness in her existence and immensity in her pains that one can’t feel.
And what can’t be felt cannot be expressed to its utmost honesty.
‘Shringar’ is an expression of observations of feelings, sufferings, lifestyles, beauty and age.
A depiction of the boundary that stays between her own Shringar and how rest of
the world adorns her, defies her, rejects her and judges her.
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