Wednesday, 25 January 2017

The Voice of Unborn Girl


I know mamma,
You will abolish me,
After knowing the ultrasound result,
That it will be a girl.

Current of happiness had flowed,
Into the family,
When I was of mere one month,
And the doctor informed you,
About your pregnancy.

I was, too, pleased,
I was dreaming,
That after some months,
I will be welcomed by you,
As a princess.

I was dreaming ,
I will see the most energetic planet,
And its hypnotic beauty.

While I was wishing to born,
God had given me nine choices,
Either I may take birth on Sun,
Or one of its eight planet.                                           
I requested the god for trial of each,
Firstly I walked over to the Sun,
God make me understand that,
It is power house of the solar system,
And supreme of all the planets,
All the eight planets revolve around it,
As per its wish of gravitation.

They all protect it as bodyguards,
If any alien wants to attack on solar system,
Then , he will have to finish the eight.
Thus, it is the most secured and safe place of the solar system, God said.

But I observed that,
 all the creatures on the Sun were burned due to its energy and heat,
which is realised  after nuclear fusion.

You tell Mamma,
Then how can I be a Manushi Chhilar?
Because my face and body will get burn,
So, I rejected the Supreme power.

 After that I went to the ‘Mercury’ and  the ‘Venus’,
But their climate was too hot to play tennis,
And to be “Sania Mirza”.

 There after I came to the Earth,
I fell in love with it,
At my first sight,
Having seen its creatures, mountains, rivers …

 But I had to go for trial to all,
Then I went to ‘ the red planet’,
It seemed like The Earth but red,
It had the highest mountain of the solar system,
“Nix Olympia”,
But Mamma,
It  was too high to climb upon it,
Not a single, “Bachhendri pal” was found here !

 I want to share,
I saw mars curiosity and mars orbiter on it,
I comprehended you all want to live on it,
You are searching hope of life here,
But Mamma, Please ! your Earth is better.

 I observed,
Jupiter, Saturn and Uranus have rings around them,
If I would be “ Kalpna Chawla”,
Rings would create problems to fly out my rockets from these three planets.


I felt too much cold on the Neptune,
God told me , “it is due to methane around it”,
My vocal cord was going to freeze,
And I never could be “Britney Spears” or “ Lata Mangeshkar” there.

Overall I concluded ,
Probability of being Superwoman,
Is more on the Earth than anywhere else.

 But how can I be super?
You will kill me, won't you ?
Who will tie “RAKHI” on my brothe`r's wrist?
For whom my papa will search a prince,
For performing the holiest ritual “KANYADAN”.

 Oh! I got it!
Why are you abolishing me,
Because you will have to pay “DOWRY”, won't you ?

But I want to remind you,
This worst system had been created by you and your ancestors,
Its mot my fault !!!
Then why are you punishing me ?


If this is only and only reason of abortion,
Take an oath of mine juster,
You will never take “DOWRY’ for my brother`s marriage, too.

Think ! and just think ! Mamma !
If all the mammas of the blue planet,
Start thinking like you,
Then from where will you search a princess for my brother?

When you keep a cow pet,
You` want she-calf from it,
But you don’t want a she- human !
How much biased are you.

During “DURGA PUJA”,
You feed “KHIR” to little girls,
To please Goddess Durga.
But I warn you,
She never can be pleased with you until I be.
Because I am also a part of her,
And how can you make happy “the whole”
While hurting its 'fraction'?


If you`re afraid of inhuman behavior,
May be done with me,
During my teenage or youth,
By some antisocial elements,
Then turn on switch of your brain,
And just imagine,
What would happen.
If kiran bedi`s mother would think same as you ?
You could  never get an antivirus like her.

  If you are afraid of,
“who will lead your family during your old age”?
Then you shouldn`t forget,
The most powerful female leader of our country,
“Mrs. Indira Gandhi”.

If you are afraid of,
Being served in your old age,
I know you are thinking ,
A girl cant serve her parents properly,
Then I wanna remind you ,
Name of Nobel prize winner for her best social service and peace,
One and only, “ Mother Taresa”.


Mamma replied :
Thanking you my sweetest,
Thanking you to make me awake,
You are my heartbeat,
I love you so much.

After some months :
Doctor – Madam, you daughter is an angel ! ☺☺😗
But crying so much 😨
She needs you & you need her. ☺☺
  : Vishal Gupta

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