They said "HE" and "SHE" were indistinguishable.
Yet she was so divergent,
A prisoner behind bars.
She was taught to be afraid of the lonely road,
To wear a dress that covered her knees.
She was taught to be girl who was bounded by the words of the so-called well-wishing society.
Is this the equality we boast about?
The freedom we are happy about?
I get silence
I get her tears
And I get the broken fragments of her heart as an answer.
The kitchen was never her only place.
The cricket field was never a place she ought to avoid.
And don't you think she deserved a place in someone's heart too?
She was never born just to be the daughter of a father,
The wife of a husband,
The sister of a brother,
And the mother of a son.
She was meant to fly high as a WOMAN.
You'll see millions of "HER" out there
Whose cries still fall on deaf ears.
And I fight this question in my heart,
What was her fault?
Being a girl?