When they said shh and shh, she laughed a little lower
As she grew up, they trained her to cover.
Why she didn’t ask, why they didn’t say!
Aside they said when the son brought a trophy,
While the bigger one she brought lay astray.
They gave her clothes but not the best,
They gave her education but not the best,
Because only the son shone among the rest,
Because a daughter is anyway meant to depart.
Kind they were all in bringing her up,
Just intended her life to bring her kids up.
They bought a wife to their son too,
Taking the victim and the ransom too.
And made another generation start,
While the previous' effort stood shamefully halt.
The poor daughter sought freedom in marriage,
Alas! But entered the similar arena.
Neither her father nor her mother,
Neither her husband nor his mother,
Did attempt to search for her happiness.
While they thought she had the best life,
They were not a pinch aware of her strife.
To survive is what they thought her life should be,
To live is what she learned from them.
She didn’t duck her face anymore,
The daughter that laughed lowly,
Now showed her kids to laugh loudly.
At times when education was bare minimal,
She made it a home ritual.
The daughter that dressed for others,
Taught them to dress for themselves.
She defied the elders, broke the rules,
Created chaos, left the old fate behind
And created one with her own hands.
She tasted the freedom she had longed for,
For in her own hands, it lurked!
