My heart sank when the doctors said, " You have delivered a girl."
Your battle began from that moment onward.
They will criticise you in every step of your life.
Whether you are tall, short, fair or dark.
They will stab you in your back with smiling face and kindness in their eyes.
They will abandon you in middle of nowhere. Lonely, lost and dazed you will wonder what you did was wrong.
Cry! Cry your heart out! Coz, crying is not a sign of weakness but a sign of self expression.
Cry till the fear, anger and hatred flows out.
Then get back up with your trembling knees, look in the mirror and remember words of your mother - YOU are Strong, Brave and Fearless!
You don't need a prince to rescue you coz I will raise you to be a warrior!
Dance, painting and positive books no longer serve purpose in this Kaliyug!
You will have to learn Karate, Self defence and Business tactics.
To survive on this battlefront.
Age of Parvati and Sita is long gone.
You will have to train hard to be 'Kali' of this Kali-yug!