• Published : 10 Dec, 2015
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Mother to a daughter 

I don't want to be the mother of a girl. I don't want to be a mother who fears... I fear the building guard. I fear the society staff.  I fear the liftman, the shopkeeper, the school sports teacher, the janitor, the drawing teacher, the tennis coach, the driver, the gardener. I fear.  

I dress her up and fear about her looking too pretty. I send her to play and fear about her wandering alone. I send her to school and fear about lonely corridors. I take her out and fear about inappropriate looks.  

I want her to become independent but I am scared of leaving her hand. I want her to have a great career but I am scared of her being harassed. I want her to be brave but I am scared of the rogues she will face. 

  I want her to have a happy life, a safe upbringing, an innocent childhood.  

I want a world without rape. I want a world of equality. I want to be happy to have a daughter.  

 

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Chandrika Pamid

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