Sometime back I came across the above picture on a Social media platform. I could hear the screams and cries of the little girl bound by the chains of societal evils. At an age for playing with toys and going to school, her tender shoulders carried the burden of untold hardships.
India is a country which boasts of a huge diversity and an alarming inequality across the different strata of society. While on one hand we do have women reaching the pinnacle of success, on the other, female infanticide and callousness in raising a girl child is still rampant. Though illegal, child marriage still remains a social evil among the rural and uneducated masses of India.
This poem is a story of one such unfortunate girl.
My
soul scavenges for memories
into the past, scouring for moments
of smiles and happiness.
Alas,
only to meet a murky wall
of gloom and darkness
bias and prejudice
abuse and scorn
burden and guilt
hunger and loneliness
pain and sorrow.
My
delicate hands forced into labour
books and toys being only a fantasy.
The hollow love, tyrant family
leave me bereft of emotions.
The wedding celebrations
shatter my tender dreams.
For,
tonight I shall be crushed
abused and crumpled.
Silently,
wiping the bloody tears
silencing the screams
hiding the bruised body
a lifeless ,muted me ,
will mourn and lament
my birth as a girl.
My body breathes
but my soul is buried deep!
Wonderful poem…👌👌
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Thank you Manish!
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I left me speechless..What a commandable piece of poem….
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Thank you Rashmi!
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Nice and very touching Radhika
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Thanks Kurian!
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You are welcome Radhika
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Powerful words, you expose the shame of all in this.
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It really breaks my heart when I read about the torture these young girls undergo Paul. It’s hard to believe that such evils continue to happen in spite of the progress we have made.
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Beautifully penned
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Thank you!
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That photo! Damn.
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It just pierces through your heart isn’t it?
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Beautifully expressed ❤️
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Thanks dear 🙂
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😊
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You left me speechless*
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Strong and superb one, very nice presentation.
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Many thanks Jyotirmoy!
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So touchy and powerful, the picture adds to it!
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Yes Soiba. The picture literally cried out to me.
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Tears..tears.. heartwrenching.. 😥 😥 … presented soulfully… 🙂👌
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Thanks. It’s really sad that such evils still exist!
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No doubts.. it is dear.. Sighs..!!!
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Wonderful 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻
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Thanks Yasmin!
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That photo felt heart-breaking instantly and your words so deeply tuggingly beautiful!
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Thanks Pragalbha. I too felt the same emotions on seeing the picture.
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You are welcome dear Radhika.
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Powerful words!
And the picture💔💔💔
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🙏🙏
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Soul touching ! the young girls must be experiencing sheer torture. My heart reaches out to them. Hope this evil comes to an end.
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Amen to that Deepika 🙏
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my birth as a girl.
My body breathes
but my soul is buried deep.
Dil ko chhuti aapki panktiyan……….Bahut khub likha.
गुजर गयी हैं सदियाँ कितनी,
कितने बीते साल,
सुधर सके ना मगर अभी तक,
अपने ये हालात,
केवल जिन्दा हूँ,
जीवन पाकर अब भी मैं शर्मिंदा हूँ,
केवल जिन्दा हूँ|
साँसे चलती देह सलामत,
तबतक मैं हूँ एक अमानत,
रूह मृत है मेरा,
केवल जिन्दा हूँ,
जीवन पाकर अब भी मैं शर्मिंदा हूँ,
केवल जिन्दा हूँ|
जन्म लिया तो माँ का छाँव,
होश हुआ तब बेड़ी पाँव,
बचपन,यौवन,बृद्धापन में,
कहाँ आजादी देखा मन ने,
देखा बंदिश पाँव
केवल जिन्दा हूँ,
जीवन पाकर अब भी मैं शर्मिंदा हूँ,
केवल जिन्दा हूँ|
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Aapki pankthiyo ne Dil choo liya Madhusudan. Aapka bahut dhanyavad. Tajub hota hai, ki aaj ke zamane mein bhi yeh kadwa sach un bebas ladkiyon ko jhelna padtha hai.
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Nice one Radhika
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Thanks daneel!
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Welcome Radhika
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A very strong and emotional piece.I cannot be more against these social evils in our society. Female infanticide, inequality and child marriage can only be tackled by increasing the awareness and giving terse punishment to the perpetrators.
I did the anthology on it as my bit as a poet to increase the awareness. Thanks for writing about it Radhika.
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Absolutely Megha. It baffles me as to how can a parent be so cruel to their own piece of flesh and blood? I pray that they open their eyes to the wonders a girl can achieve.
I remember reading your anthology Megha. They were brilliant!
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Yes I too fail to understand that how can you do that your own flesh and blood and make her go through all that pain.
Thanks for reading them. I really appreciate your time, Radhika.
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Absolutely my pleasure 😊
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Wow this is such a beautiful poem. Well done Radhika
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Thanks Shantanu!
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My pleasure
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So beautiful poem Radhika!!!
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Thank you Paulo!
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You are a wonderful writer always caring about the society. I wish these words to reach higher place
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Appreciate your constant support Meenakshi 🙏
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Poignant rendition of the stark reality!
Very well written, Ma’am!
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Thanks Ammy!
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Thanks Jimmy. Will check it out soon!
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Great read! Well done – check out my blog on how the Mahabharata’s key messages reflect society today and the dehumanising of women
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Wow. What a powerful, yet heartbreaking, poem.
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Thanks Brendan!
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You’re welcome!
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My eyes betrayed me while reading this, Mam. The powerful way in which you put it across- something only you can do. Very saddening to imagine how many voices are being silenced, how many dreams shattered and how many wings clipped, just as I type this. The soul of your poem is too intense, Mam.
This shouldn’t happen to anyone. The fact that this went on for generations before us is alarming. But high time it stops.
Brilliant piece, mam. Could hear the voice of the girl in your words 🙏😭
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Thank you so much dear.
I know Sahana, this is a sad story in many parts of the world. I find it so hard to believe as to how can parents be so cruel to inflict this pain on their own daughter. Hoping that this evil system comes the an end soon.
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