RAJA BETA...

(A friend of mine correctly said that the fault is within the society. This poem isn't against Male-gender, but against the thoughts or values imparted by the society, about women, in minds of the people living in it.)

Kya iss century me bhi ladko k sath rehna gunaah hai?
Nahi? toh  Fir kyu hamesha muje hi slut toh kabhi flirt kaha Gaya hai?
kya kapdo se naapi jaati hai izzat meri? 
Nahi? Toh fir kyu apni nazro se mere skirt ka measurement le raha hai? 
Jab Galat hai Teri Nazre, toh me kyu laaj ka parda lagaun? 
Jab neech hai iraade Tere, toh me kyu apni udaan pe lagaam lagaun?
Kyu sehmu me jab tu peecha kre
Kyu darr kr ghar bheth jaun? 
kyu apna mobile number change krun me bar bar?
Aur tu kre mere aatma ko tar tar?
Kahaan ka hai insaaf ye muje Batao?
Pehle se tadpi hue ladki ko, aur jyada tadpao?
Reasons do ladki ko na paida krne k
Aur end me rote ho ki bete ki shaadi kisse krwaun?
Kyu banu me Kisi k pleasure ki gudiya?
Jab muje hi ghar se nikaala jayega,
tu hoga naphunsak par ilzaam mujhpe lagayega
Arre yaad aaya ab muje ki tuje kehne se kya hoga 
Tu toh raaja beta bana pada h iss society ka, toh tujhme kya sudhaar khaakh hoga!
Keh keh kr sookh gaya hai gala mera  iss society se 
Modern sirf pehnaawe se nahi 
Modern banoge jab sochoge gehrayi se
Ki kyu Kare beti har balidaan
Aur beta ghoome banke, sabka superman? 
Sirf schooly padai nahi, ghar pe bhi siksha hai zaruri,
Ladki ko bhi apni freedom milni chahiye puri,
Doge jab haqq Sach mein ek jaisa
Tab jaakr Nahi banega firse kabhi koi raja beta.

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  1. Unknown5 February 2014 at 09:36

    Well written

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    1. Wondrous_Artisan5 February 2014 at 09:53

      Thank You Mr. Himanshu Kolhelkar. I am glad that you liked and appreciated my piece.

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  2. Anonymous15 October 2014 at 22:23

    Wonderful. :)

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