Do you remember

that night of December 

when I shouted and cried in pain 

but all my efforts went in vain… 

You molested me and played me like a toy

and did all this just for your joy….

Didn’t the rakhis on your wrists remind…

That you had sisters at home and still you were so unkind… 

In order to prove how manly you were

you have put a spot of shame on the face of every individual…. 

Was being a girl was the fault I did? 

That in the moving bus I was assaulted… 

And that act was such a shame 

that it defamed every man’s name… 

And now every girl questions her security needs

As in the faces of humans there are so many beasts…. 


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