|Life first grows in a female body,
Who’s burdened to deliver a son, which is shoddy.
She’s abandoned from her home, which to her was a grandeur,
‘All Indians are my brothers and sisters’, is the pledge we take,
She leaves her home with a string of memory lane,
Every woman is worthy of respect,
There’s someones mother, sister, partner or a friend out there fighting against all the societal barriers,