मेरा बाआमाले चुनेको मेरो ससुराली घर,
मेरा लागि त काल कोठरी,
निर्दोष म काराबास बस्नु किन?
मेरा बुडा देवता रे !
धत्, दक्षिणा जति भए नि अपुग हुने, ती ढुंगालाई
चढाउन म कलिलो फूल, टिप्नु किन?
तिनका नामलाई मिल्ने गरी, मलाई डाक्टरनी नै भनिए पनि,
नोकर्नी बनेर दुई छाक टार्न,
म मेरो सरनेम फेर्नु किन?
I step out of my house and see a little girl putting ‘ghungat’ on her head.
Damn…
I step out of my house and see a teen girl forced to marry and compelled for baby son without being afraid. Again…
And the next time when I step out of my house, I stop…
I stop because these awful happenings occur nonstop.
So-called ‘Civilized Society’, where we belong to Though live so many brutish people who treat girls like the monkeys in the zoo.
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