In morning entered
the maid,
having a beautiful
smile and simple braid.
I asked her why she’s
happy,
she proudly answered
I am lucky.
Whole year I am
cursed,
but in Navratri I
feel blessed.
I couldn’t resist and
asked her again,
how festival helped
vanish her pain?
She responded, there are
people who laughed at me,
as few years ago a
girl was born to me.
In Navratri when girls
are invited,
gifts showered,
served food till tummy’s bursted.
The rest is then
properly packed and stuffed,
which at home becomes
two times supper served.
So, today I laugh at
people who make boys noise,
telling that girls
perform their duty with much poise.
I smiled and thought there is unnoticed divine power,
and festivals truly are blessings of shower.
“ Every child is special, be it boy or girl” |
This was today’s morning conversation with my maid, which
made me pen down this post for girls who are cursed to be born and only in few
festive occasion they are made feel special.
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