I
was born in the world of unknowns to be known and find a self for me. But the
crusaders crashed my inner self. I am disrupted today but yet contented for I
am in the safe hands. What happened was providence but still the legislation of
the supreme grants me the right to know: What was my blemish that fabricated this
dismal fortune??
I
know I am a girl who is defined as a figure of tenderness. I was nurtured in
the similar social ambience that teaches: “See you a girl. You are not safe”. I
befuddled what is the connotation of these up holdings. I waited for a reply.
Lately, I received it from the yet social society. The counter was
inconsiderate.
I
craved for years to introspect “What is me?” I played, laughed, learned,
enjoyed, cultured, and loved that I deserved but also died viciously that obviously
I did not deserved. Fundamental rights of the constitution and even the human
rights of the UN grant me the chance to grow and mature. But why no law
obliterates when I am not allowed to grow and mature??
It
is true. I was raped. Rape is just a four epistle letters word for the so
called social world but for me it was the ruthless reality. I strived hard to
live freely as per the constitution gives me the right but was brutally broken
into pieces. I lost all the gathered reverence. Of course I don’t believe this
but I was made to think amongst this social vibes. I don’t require any
condolence of the big bullshits sitting at the top hierarchy. I know they will
soon end up for they are also the part of this society which teaches: “See you
a girl. You are not safe”.
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