Panting like a defeated wrestler
She stared at me helplessly
The tranquility of darkness
echoed her voice,she said:

Mom at an age of ONE
People sang lullaby,
To make me happy
They made funny faces,
to make me laugh...

Mom,at an age of SIX
I loved to wear the fairy frocks
Which was short and cute
But I understood
Shorter the length goes
There is more gain of attention

Mom at an age of TWELVE
I understood it's better
Not to talk to strangers
Our body entertain them more
Than our talks..

Mom at an age of FIFTEEN
I understood someone we loved
Soo much can leave us
With tears in eyes
Because we were not ready to share
Our photos in ways they want us to..

Mom at an age of eighteen
I understood
Sometimes love just means lust
And there is no ingredient of
Emotion in it...

Mom at an age of TWENTY ONE
I understood we are just a
Piece of flesh
That many people
Wish to tearup..


And today that lullaby
Is repeating in my ears
But instead of me they are happy
Instead of me they are laughing
Seeing me in half naked dress
I regret
WHY DIDNT YOU **** ME IN
YOUR WOMB ITSELF MOOM..!!

I sweated and woke up
AHH!!!it was a dream
I kept the hand in my Tommy and said
"I WISH IT WAS A GIRL"
not to hear these words
But to change the world for her
She will live
She will conquer..