Are you guilty?
You burnt your dreams on fire,
Just for your family’s reputation to sire,
I ask you, a girl?
From your childhood you’ve been taught,
Girls maintain family & things only men bought.
From the day you got your first period,
& you accidently touched a holy book.
All your family members accused you,
are these the “Sanskaars” you took?!
Tell me, honestly, are you guilty?
Getting to school and coming to home,
No party, no outing!
Your little brother planning night outs,
and just because you wore sleeveless,
all your family is shouting?
Are you even guilty girl?
You sacrificing your school trips,
Just for the sake of “Wahan ladke honge” ya “mummy papa nhi manenge. ”
Your brother flirting, hanging out and nobody questions!
Why? Because “Ladke nahi ghumenge toh kon ghumega.”
You choosing your degree as home science,
As to train you “A perfect housewife”,
Dude, are you expecting that violent boy to even take you as a “Wife”?
That blood warming moment which got on your nerve, when a big goon stares,
you ain’t got your body but a slap you wanna serve,
makes you only “Shut up” because nobody ever cares!
Feel guilty my love, it was your fault.
You graduated college and there come the grooms’ list,
Your bhua saying- “you got a rich husband sweety, lemme check, just make a fist.”
You wanted to study more and make a career,
marriage, kids, family always became a barrier!
You age sixty having leg massages from your granddaughter,
crying over telling her your life.
How you burnt your dreams alive!
You burnt your dreams on fire,
Just for the family’s reputation to sire!
I ask again, you girl??
Are you guilty?
Are you guilty?
No you won’t be!
Let it be your worst nightmare.
Because, you would change that untouchable treatment during periods,
You would change your family’s mindset towards clothes,
You would fight and do that MBBS degree,
You would slap that goon!
You won’t be guilty then, trust me.
