And now we want the head to be beleagured,the crown symbolic of hoary pastwill the head part with us,or shall we?what will happen to those translucent mists and the silvery peaks or the lucid lakes,where we see visagesof you, my sleeping beauty only, they awakened youfrom your pristine slumberand tried to kill you,now they want to behead you to leave us gasping, clasping your hands, manacled by bleary eyed people, who clamour to execute you, take you to the gallows, and punish us for our misdeeds. Ananya.S.Guha.