By Sheena Chugh
I was 5 when i was first told that girls are not equal to boys
I have to talk and walk slow for the fake pride or my family and father
No one treated me with love and i was not allowed to play with toys like brother
But yet i dare to dream!!!
I was 12 when i was told that girls have nothing to do with books
they should go to the kitchen and learn how mother cooks
I did not know how to tell them that i am not interested in household works
these sewing machine and knitting needles are all jerks
I wasn’t taught how to be my own but how to apply cream
Yet i dare to dream!!!
I was 16 and wanted to become a soldier and wanted to fight
Mother told me someone’s coming to see me i have to look bright
They will come and judge me from my face and a plate full of snacks
That day i stood for myself and stood for my right
I stood in front of my family and started my struggle
I decided to come out of this bubble
Now I proudly dare to dream !!
Beautiful….
Beautifully written….loved it!
wonderful way to express the pain behind the cage of chest. all the best ?
This is story of max girls…wonderfully explained .
This is story of max girls…wonderfully explained ?
True and real emotions wonderfully expressed…Loved it. More power to your pen.
Very sensitive… And personal. I guess this your own story
Beautifully crafted. Hats off to the artistic take on a very real issue. ??
Beautifully crafted. Hats off to the artistic take on a very real issue. ??
Such a nonchalant use of words to express!
Loved it.
Keep on writing, you’re a motivation for us non-writers!???
Wonderful writing. Perfectly explaining the life of a common girl child India.. Keep up the good work..
It is amazing how you portray the society’s reality. Keep Up The Good Work…
It’s a wonderful piece, I loved it. The real emotions and energy described by words are appreciable. Good job!
I love this poem. It’s showing the real picture of yours. Well done.