At Seven

Inspired by the stories I hear around my community through the elders. A story of the past for me but still a reality for many girls.

 And off I went to an unknown place

 to live with the unknown people 

at the age of seven, 

all I saw was strangers and a new playmate.

From playing the pretend games with girls 

to working as a homemaker.

From frowning at the sight of milk 

to making proper meal, I flourished as the girl of fourteen.

Soon my red outfit was taken from me 

along with my favorite bangles.

Now I donned a white plain saree, 

gone were my jhumkis and my bindis.

And off I went again to a distant place

and left the place I called home for half my life;

to live with people who were strangers again

all I saw was life with infinite darkness.  

Reviews

[lessa (kenzie)]

This is really good, from girl to womanhood. Nicely done

[Phill Oz O'fee]

The status of women in Nepal remains very poor in terms of health, education, income, decision-making, and access to policymaking. So it is nice to read your poetic words highlighting the aspirations of a young girl into womanhood - great read my friend! :-) राम्रो काम

[Kerra]

I enjoyed this moving piece, nicely expressed

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

Thank you for sharing you moving words with us here in this community. It truly is eye opening to see the lives of others and the art they are inspired to write from all areas of this world. I am moved by your words and suffering.

[Shairan]

Thank you so much for reading the poem. It is inspired by the stories I hear around my community through the elders.
For me, this is just a story but for many girls in my country it's still a reality.
Thank you !!