An Indian Girl's life

She is a girl, who is taught to suffer, forever..
From her early childhood, she is made to sacrifice her gold medals for the sake of her brother's education. She is made to terminate er education when parents don't have enough money. She is made to work in other's houses and get beaten up by rowdy masters, be raped even when she sin't even mature to understand the meaning of it, even when she doesn't even know whatever is happening is wrong.

Her parents explain her to be docile, to sacrifice to other's willfulness, to accept things as they are and not to complain or try to change them, else nobody might want to bring in a 'powerful' bahu in their house, and she might remain unmarried. She too wishes to wander about those greeneries, smell the fragrance of love, and fresh flowers. She is stopped from loving someone. She might not get married!
She hasn't any right to love! She sacrifices.

That day she gets her first menses, she cries. Her mother shuts her up, saying, 'you have to suffer a lot more pain after marriage. Stop grumbling." And, she stops.

She gets hurt trying to save her brother, and yet, all ask him how he is, nobody even tries to give a first aid, she can take car of herself. She's a girl.
She does it.

She is beaten, taunted for being born as a girl. Her talents, nobody cares for. She accepts.

She gets married at 14. And that's when her pains increase.
She is raped the night of her consummation. She wanted to lost it to her lover, but she accepts her fate. At least, she loses her virginity inside marriage bonds. She hides her tears for her husband's sake; no matter how much she hates him. She is made to do odd things, she readily accepts. Her husband comes to home, drunk, with the name of another girl in his mouth. She cries, but puts the blame on herself. "It was me who didn't like to get physically clost to him." and she accepts.
Her husband strips her off her dignity, yet she keeps quiet, for her family. And once, she tries to ecape.
Her husband blackmails, "I would destroy your family." and she comes back again, for the sake of her family, once aain burning her own wishes of returning to her own lover, who she had sacrificed for her family. She gain suffers, each day, each night. Bruises fill her slender body. Yet she remains docile. Without anything she wishes for.
She gets pregnant at 15. And again suffers. She feels pains. But she accepts it. She was going to get the biggest achievement. She was to become a mother, whose future might not be as bleak as her if he's a son. Her happiness surpasses the pain she suffers. And finally she is in the labour room, after nine months of suffering and excitation. She suffes more pain, she cries. SHe can't suffer anymore. It's hard. She might die... and the baby is born.

"Congratulations. A girl is born!"

And SLAP. This is what she gets, from her in-laws, he husband, her parents.
And she is raped again. She gives birth again, A girl again.
She gets pregnant, and continues getting pregnant. The baby is aborted.
She gets pregnant, and she is ditched by her husband.
"She can't even give birth to a boy!"

Still she doesn't complain. Her parents no longer accept her.
She dwells in he street like a stray dog, managing all 6 of her girls of all sizes, without complain.
She is raped again at 22. She is abused. By many men, each day, each night.
She is hospitalised. Yet she wants to live, for she doesn't want her girls to suffer the same.
Her lover meets her. She refuses to talk to him. She was someone else's. No matter whether that man cared for her or not. She was still his wife, he was still his husband. No matter he had married again now.

And she gets well, to suffer ordeals again, to hear tantrums, for the sake of her kids.

TILL WHEN THEY SHALL SHUT THEIR MOUTHS?
And yet society looks down upon them!