Being A girl…

When a girl is born…

No one in the house is happy. No one celebrates that they have a daughter who will make them proud everywhere. Coz she is a girl.

When she first spoke the word papa no one is happy and now she is on no one cut her cake no one give her blessing to stay healthy except the mother because she has to as she is the part of her. Coz she is a girl.

When she scored first rank in the school now one came to appreciate her that she work harder to proud her parents. Coz she is a girl.

When his brother just score 60% and dad said u need to work more but abused a girl to stop studying and help your mother the sacrifice made by her with a big smile no one came again to say u have a right to study and achieve your dreams. Coz she is a girl.

When she is grown up now can understand that her parents are partial between boy and girl she had a question where is my home? From where I belong to. There was no one to answer but my grandma always say this that yeh ghar tera nhi hai tujhe toh apne patti k ghar jana hai ek din instead of this line there is no one to whom she can question. Coz she is a girl.

Everyone in the family says that this is not my house when I will be married my husband house will be mine. For my husband I need to learn each and every thing to bring smile on my in-laws face. Coz she is a girl.

After some time I got married I played all the role which I have learnt from my mother for my in-laws but they always say to me this is not your kyuki mai praye ghar se aye hoon. For these line I had left all my dreams. Why I am left alive if I am not respected by anyone.

So where is my home where in my family. To whom I can say yes this is mine.  To whom I can share my wants and my dislikes or thing which I want to pursue for. Coz I am a girl…

Cycle of life

We take birth we live the different faces of life and responsibility we get into the relationships either in friends or something else. We always have a hope to meet again and communicate with each other there is always a presence of hope in our heart.

I am in relation to someone I know we are always busy with our stuff but still any time we can call each other and communicate as much as want, we can meet with each other , spend time, fight and so on.. there is  hope

But have we ever thought of someone whose wife or husband is not alive..who don’t have their support with them don’t they have a feeling to express to someone. Being a women if my husband is alive than only my children will respect me, why children always forget that parents have given them their complete life to bring them in this world and may be they hadn’t slept many nights when we were ill. Why everything depends on the existence of both if my husband died, they will treat me as if I am a big burden to them. I don’t have any feeling left to express because people will only say me I am habitual of all crying or I am showing off the way I love my husband this is the only reason I am left with to live in the society. Have u ever thought in this sense that now I have no one to serve food to whom I can take care off? Have u ever thought how my nights are being alone in the house with no lights and if I switch on some light then my children will shout on me and say bill kaun bhrega?

I think it’s all our mistake that we make our children we loved them a lot that is the result of our love.

If I am burden to my child then why they have not buried me with their father because my existence faded in his funeral society too is making fun of my emotions. What I am left me now? Just waiting for end to come as soon as possible….

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Today after the dinner I step out from my house for walk with my mother, there were some street dogs in different group.

I was noticing them the way there showed their love to each other 2 dog have brought some uncles pajamas and snatching from each other with the proper effort.

There were two dogs which were making love with each other by rubbing their face in each other mouth. This proves that everyone has different ways to show their love to someone of their type. In the other group there was a mother dog with 4 puppies which were very cute but hungry too, one dog has chapatti under his legs and other one tried to share, he put his legs on his mouth and start eating he again tried then the fight between them started. After noticing all this I bought few packets of biscuits and feed them still the same dog was not sharing the biscuits with him.

I realized only that being a human we have received the gift of voice with which we can share out expression, our thoughts with each other. But for the animal It’s very difficult for them to chase a human being for food, who can't understand the language of dog. I noticed them so I provided them food even if I didn’t then….

We always prefer to have dog in our house we make them habitual, train them as per our convenience. Even if we forgot to provide them the meal at the time we used to. The dog will go the person who perform the activities for them or will sit near the kitchen, which means they are hungry.

Why we always prefer to work for the ones who only belong to us. Why not for the ones who don’t have anyone for them.