Happy Anniversary Mummy & Papa

Poem dedicated to my In-laws on their 36th anniversary

Your Special Day

Thirty six years together
You spent to reach this day
This day came to say

You have to stay here a long way.

together through all your pinky days

together through all your strife's

You were there

Remaining together as husband and wife.

Life has given you many surprises

You experienced much joy

when you welcomed your family

two girls and a boy.

So as your journey of life continues,

with new addition in your family

as your ''Son-In-Laws'

with your sweet 'Ronit Riya Tvisha'

Hope coming years add few more members

to your sweet family.

So in addition to these loved ones...

I would like to say

Congratulations and Best wishes

On this ....Your Special Day.

Life..

Life is full of surprises

Sometimes like rising sun

'N' at the very next moment

full of grief.

Goes down 'N' goes up

Sometimes with the full swing

'N' sometime with a pause.

Life at different stages

Has mystery and lots of fun.

Childhood is for fun and learning

Teenage to understand the world.

And to adopt according to that.

After that comes the age

Brings love and 'Romance'

'N' new meaning to the life.

Moving on the wheel of time.

Comes new phase with lots

of responsibilities 'N' a new family.

Meaning of life Changes

Brings next generation

Rounds of wheel continues

So as of life.

Again with the surprises

So live it to its fullest

'N' enjoy...:)

Kitty

Female foeticide in India

The killing of women exists in various forms in societies in rural India. Indian society displays some unique and particularly brutal versions, such as dowry deaths and sati. Female foeticide is an extreme manifestation of violence against women. Female foetuses are selectively aborted after pre-natal sex determination, thus avoiding the birth of girls. As a result of selective abortion, between 35 and 40 million girls and women are missing from the Indian population. In some parts of the country, the sex ratio of girls to boys has dropped to less than 800:1,000.

its now very important for us to raise voice against female foeticide. so plz come together and try to root out this..

this is the poem written by me..beti ki pukar...

ek beti jise janam hote hi maar diya jata h...m expressing her feelings through this poem..

beti ki pukar

maa mujhe na chodo..

maa mujhe na chodo..

mere bhi kuch sapne hain..

jo mere apne hain..

ghar aangan mehakaon main..

ghar main khushiyan laon main..

maa mujhe na chodo..

maa mujhe jeene do..

ek nanhi si kali thi..

ghar aangan main aane ko thi..

maa ki khushi ki seema na thi..

pita k sukh ka aant na tha..

jab tak unhe gyaat na tha..

ki main ek ladki hoon..

par ye kya hua..

mera beti hona unke liye abhishaap hua..

maa tere garbh main..9 mahine maine apne ko dhala..

is pyaari si duniya ko dekhne ka sapna rach dala..

uss ishwar ne kathin praytann se mere ek ek ang ko sanwara..

par ye kya maa....

tune mujhe pehle din hi maar dala..

apni nanhi ungaliyon se tera haath padakti main ma..

apni athkheliyon se tujhe khush kar deti main maa..

mujhe jeene diya hota maa...

tere hi sajeev roop ko main dhaaran kar leti maa..

tere diye sanskar se ek nayi duniya banati main maa..

bete ki tarah main bhi vansh chalati maa..

mujhe jeene diya hota maa..

mujhe jeene diya hota..

kitty