India’s daughter


Every time an India’s daughter is born

Another one of it’s daughter is

Ripped out of her clothes and

Done things which she doesn’t even

Knew was possible,

Because these things shouldn’t be talked about.

Mothers thinks that it is not pious

To talk of these things.

Because mothers are scared of their daughters.

Because mothers asks daughters to shut up,

To not ask questions about these things,

They asks their daughters

To remove their lipstick

To keep quiet, to not react

Because their mothers

Told them exactly the same.

Each time an India’s daughter is born

Bharat Mata exiles one of her son.

Because he robbed her of her name’s Chasity and

One of his sister’s dignity.

”All Indians are my brothers and sisters”.

India apparently have goddesses,

But it’s so vain, because they never leave

Their temples, they’re rock, they died years back,

They never talk, they’re never asked to sit with

Their legs closed or midrifs covered.

India’s daughters weren’t goddesses,

They felt pain, every time they came into her.

Each time an India’s daughter is born

My mother cries, and kneels down to pray,

Asks me not to go out late, not to go out at all

Because India isn’t safe, not even in broad daylight

Because here a mob with a stick can strip a woman naked and

People will only blame her,

Saying that she was the one,

Who walked into the crowd.

India’s sons should know that

India’s mother isn’t happy every time he hails ‘Jai’ to her

Because her daughter’s lays in open pools of blood

With open legs and open screams and everyone is just watching.

This,

Is India.

And I don’t want to be

India’s next daughter.


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39 thoughts on “India’s daughter

  1. After having read your blog today it makes me feel sick that such turmoil and disgust is carried out against any daughter in India. I know it is unsafe for any female to walk in public or ride a bus full of sick twisted men with no brains to decide what is right and what is wrong. Thanks Adithya Sasikala for your honor and drive to stop such atrocities from occurring any more. I am proud of you my friend. God bless you with the strength to pray for his help in stopping this from happening. I will pray each day and night to keep India’s daughters pure and chaste and as virgins. Rape must be wiped out by Police and other Law Enforcement Officials in India.

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  2. Powerful, sad and beautiful written at the same time. It is so painful too, I could feel every touch in your words deep in my heart. My heart is crying…โค๏ธ
    You are very talented in several waysโค๏ธ

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  3. Well written and a sad truth. But it is just one truth of the incredible India. An India where strangers stake their lives to protect the honour of a female.
    There are millions like my father, who loved daughters more than his sons. I too, like my father, love daughters more.
    It is for you and me Adithya, to become the change we want to see in the world.
    Love Peace Harmony โค๏ธ๐Ÿ™

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  4. Very powerful and the hard and sad truth. We are full of contradictions. Some worship goddesses and then hurl abuses at their own wives and daughters, rape any girl who is out in the street and everytime, it’s the fault of the girl how she shouldn’t have gone out at all and ‘invited’ her doom. It’s so ridiculous and pathetic that a country with so rich a culture kills a girl each day..

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  5. This is so saddening. Itโ€™s not the kind of thing that we here about here in the U.S. Thank you for being a voice for those who have no voice, or have had their voice taken from them.

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  6. Adithya, this is so sad! And very powerful words and feelings!๐Ÿ˜ญ Itโ€™s not right at all!!! I pray that this stops in your country! No one should have to live in fear and pain like this! I pray for you and all Indiaโ€™s girlโ€”my sisters, too! ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ™

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