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“All of Life Her Grand Design (Sonnet 2840-2841) Silence sold as golden virtue, names erased in toxic ink - told to walk behind the man, never question, never think. We're more than borrowed titles, more than shadows wearing rings - we are roots of all survival, we are breath in everything. They built a world on domination, called tradition, called it fate, but every empire of oppression meets its end at woman's wake. Why must love erase her surname, why must birth deny her throne - she is the one who forms existence, yet there's nothing she can call her own! Every child that walks this planet, carries more than just one name - every mother is a cosmos, creation brews in her sacred flame. They said she came from a man's rib, but truth runs deeper than toxic lies, the world itself is carved from woman, all of life is her grand design.” — Abhijit Naskar