She looked
around,
Eyes
gleaming with hope.
She smiled,
As she saw
this cruel, iniquitous, malevolent world
For the last
time.
She was
about to fly,
Her wings of
freedom spread,
As she was ready
to escape,
This prison
of unfriendliness
She felt
proud,
To be bold
enough
To leave
this diabolical world,
This
unimaginativeness
Slowly she began to fly,
Towards liberty
She felt so
good,
She could no
longer be fooled,
By those
wicked villains
She felt happy,
She felt
content,
She felt so
satisfied
She felt,
independent.
Suddenly,
Her wings
began to catch fire,
She began to
fall,
She began to
fail in her motive to escape
She felt
suffocated,
She felt claustrophobic
She felt
hurt
She fell to
the ground.
Her life
began to fall in pieces
The wicked villains
were ready with weapons,
To punish
her for having a dream,
Her wings
were cut off,
The fire of
independence burnt off
Her dreams
were burnt to ashes,
Tears were
falling off her eyes.
The
happiness, satisfaction, independence vanished.
She was
brainwashed.
Her
independence vanished.
So did her
dreams.
She felt sad
for a while,
But then
understood it was for her good.
She was a
girl after all,
An Indian
girl,
She was
supposed to sit at home,
Why dream to
work outside home? It is the job of men.
Why look for
independence? Aren’t we an independent nation?
Why wear
modern clothes? They are for men.
Why to fly
away from society? A good Indian woman accepts societal norms.
This is what
she was taught.
She was
denied independence,
Punished for
having a dream,
Her world
was her house.
Her right to
dream was taken away,
Just because
she was a girl,
An Indian
girl.
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