I've heard my dad saying...
"Lord keep my girl safe from the bastards, who are preying".
As a child, I used to wonder,
"Is he talking about wind, rain or thunder?"
Oh! How foolish I was,
To think of such petite things as danger.
I didn't know I should be scared of 'people', resembling flesh eating vulture.
My mum used to warn me...
"You are a girl, beware of those, ambushing"...
Oh! I am a girl, is this my only fault?
Does being a girl really makes me small?
No! I have a brave heart, I am not scared of anyone.
"You fool, you are new to this world" said my dear mum.
"You need to stay hidden, you're a girl".
Hidden? Why?
Why can't I freely roam alone?
Why can't I explore the world, rather than just my home?
Why can't I walk on streets at night?
Why is my body considered as a soothing sight?
Why am I seen as an object to please?
Why can't I cross a ruthless crowd with ease?
I'm a girl, is this my only fault?
Does being a girl really makes me small?
Let us take a stand now, it's time...
Let us show our wrath against this hideous crime...
Let us tell them we are not small...
A Durga alone can win against you all...
So again... we are girls... is this our only fault?
Does being a girl... really make us small?
