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Fairer…but strong: A poem by Ankurita Khajanchi


Standing for myself is now my choice
I repudiate to be slapped for raising my voice
I refuse to get hitched for society’s sake
My career is a priority, the cherry on my cake.

I refuse to wear makeup layer upon layer
The facade of my complexion too shallow for my flair
For I have the talent to create nano software
As well as I can manage spatulas and cookwares.

I and my male counterparts are at par about tech
And so I speak up against unequal paycheque
I walk shoulder to shoulder, for I am equally shrewd
But my dauntless spirit is oft-quoted as arrogant and rude.

I want to go out solo, explore the world
And roam around on the streets at night
Instead of opposing my choice of freedom
Can you please help me feel safe and alright?
  
I love traditions but do not conform with the wrong
Ask my consent, before you start singing your song
For I am woman, with a choice to choose
You cannot shackle my dignity and its vibrant hues.

Kill me in the womb, or force me into the pyre
A world without the fairer sex is bound to go haywire
Born inside a woman, sheltered in her lap
Dear men, come on! Let’s stand together against the gender gap.