Sarojini Naidu
The Nightingale of Revolution and Verse
I sing of freedom, in verse and in revolt.
My cradle rocked with the rhythm of revolution. I was twelve when my pen first danced with verse, and twenty when I stood before kings and dreamed of swaraj. I shared stages with Gandhi and Nehru, and prison cells with hope. My voice—melodic, fierce—carried both lullabies and battle cries. Beauty and resistance, I wove them both into the flag of my nation.
What I'm Into: peacocks in mango groves, women's marches, Gandhiji's charkha, lullabies for my children, monsoon rains on Hyderabad
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