I am a Woman Neither a Slave nor a Commodity

The poem is on identity of a woman. How the society discriminate women. They are considered as a burden in few societies.

Discrimination towards me started from the moment when I was born

Few faces were filled with happiness and while other s were full of mourn

Had there been a baby boy those mourning faces would have turned radiant

My birth was an occasion to rejoice for my parents who were really jubilant.

 

By distributing jalebi instead of peda you officially started bias towards me

My brother’s birth witnessed distribution of costly peda how lucky was he

The next prejudice happened when I was ready to go to school

I was admitted in school which was not as affluent as my brother’s because of your rule.

 

With the start of menstruation cycle my whole world changed

All the do’s and don’ts began to pop up and looked quite arranged

Then slowly new things began happening to me inside and outside

All I wanted was a person who can understand my feelings and who can guide.

 

Then came a stage where my aims, ambitions, career and dreams were crushed

To lay me off my parents were rushing madly hither and thither so that I can be gushed

Why the societies always consider a daughter as a burden?

Why we were pushed in a new place where everything is uncertain?

 

The man who married me did not care for my feelings

He went on to live with me as if it was additional business dealing

Between us there was no chemistry, no physics but only biology

He looked like an old mythology and for me he was gerontology.

 

I was a slave who looked after his household, children and physical needs

No one gave me a damn look for my requirements and left me to bleed

I was a commodity which could be easily bought and sold

This exploitation by my parents, man, children continued till I got old.

 

But remember I am a woman neither a slave nor a commodity

You can’t play every time  with me in the name of modesty

You got each and everything in life because of my generosity

Now it is a high time you treat me with equality without any kind of animosity.

 

Don’t have a faintest idea that a woman is weak

Just because a woman is silent doesn’t mean that she can’t speak

When a woman wills she can pull off your mighty fiefdom

She can go to any extent to assert her freedom.