They said "HE" and "SHE" were indistinguishable. Yet she was so divergent, A prisoner behind bars. She was taught to be afraid of the lonely road, To wear a dress that covered her knees. She was taught to be girl who was bounded by the words of the so-called well-wishing society. Is this the equality we boast about? The freedom we are happy about? I get silence I get her tears And I get the broken fragments of her heart as an answer. The kitchen was never her only place. The cricket field was never a place she ought to avoid. And don't you think she deserved a place in someone's heart too? She was never born just to be the daughter of a father, The wife of a husband, The sister of a brother, And the mother of a son. She was meant to fly high as a WOMAN. You'll see millions of "HER" out there Whose cries still fall on deaf ears. And I fight this question in my heart, What was her fault? Being a girl?