Women-the creator

I am A Gal, A GF, A daughter, A Wife, A mother

And a friend but still this world doesn’t belong to me.
My friend consider me Helpful, My Dad considers me

Sweet, My Son considers me Brave...

But still this world doesn't belong to me. Why?

I feel so tied, with so many boundations...

I am considered so weak after so many creations...Why?
I have people around me, who call me brave...

They say it themselves, and then consider it strange...Why?
Am I strong or am I weak…All of us know the answer…

but still they behave like a freak..Why?

They call me creator, they call me destroyer...

They say I am everything they feel and desire...
They say I am the biggest gift of god...

They say I am everything that they want…
They still don’t respect or give me the value I deserve?
They still say men are the bravest of all…Why?

Am I a dustbin, Am I a place of shit?
Am I your servant? Then why am I treated ill?

They tell me I should know How to look like a girl,

They tell me I should know How to act like a lady,

They tell me I should know How to think like a man...
I am told to learn so much so far…

I am considered to work like a bloody dog..?
Am I no human? Have I no feelings?
I am told that I am different; I am told that I am brave?
I am still considered a burden on everybody's fate...

They say I am A daughter, they say I am A mother...

They consider me as a nurturer; they say I am A guide....

They know the whole cycle...They know how difficult it is...to act like a wife...

They say that they understand all the pain I go through...

They say that they know all the worries of my life...

But they still say I am nothing without a man's protection and permission..

And they still say that they consider men the bravest...in all stages of life……….

It’s only because they know the Fact that being loud will give

them mass. It’s only because they know we are not far behind...

It’s because they have realized that they can't do far better...

It’s because they know that Fact is always bitter........

No matter how hard they push, No matter how hard they Crush……

We have survived and we’ll survive. Time has changed and

They have realized... Now it’s our time . . . not to ask why this world

Doesn’t belong to us?? But rather to show them world is all ours...

By-Ishita Kapoor