Why is he asking for my number?

Can I trust them and go to that place?

Can I accept his ride?

Aunty says I'm growing up, so I should start wearing a scarf, to protect myself.

Here I was thinking scarfs are winter clothes,

Aunty says I should stop wearing sleeveless,
I should protect myself from bad eyes,

I'm covering myself, I've hidden my body well,
But from whom and from whom not,

Who can be trusted and who can not be?

Should I be hidden or should I not be?

I heard some boy say, night bike rides are the best,

I'm sure I'll never witness a night like that,

My friend thinks once she's married, she'll be free, she will have a protector by her side,

How can she not realise, right now we are tangled by invisible chains,

Marriage is an act where you are knotted,
Publically.

I don't know what freedom is, I don't think what I thought was freedom.

Aunties say it's always me who has the control of safety, a little mistake, and I'll get myself rapped or harassed,

Periods are painful and extremely uncomfortable,
But I should make sure not to talk about it, it's gross or impure I guess.

I don't know how women conceive a child,
It's so scary,
But Aunty says it's a privilege,
She says there are many banj(defective women who are unfit to conceive.) Out there, so I shouldn't think like that.


I wish I could ask people on social media,
If given a choice how many of them would like to be a
WOMEN☕