Friday, December 28, 2012

Here’s to the “dented and painted” women of India




Because you don’t rear cattle and you don’t have cracked heels,
How can you know real India?  Is what a leader feels.

You join a protest and light a candle,
Slow down babe- it’s too much to handle.

U juggle work-kids n home- and if somehow U yet manage to look pretty,
Mr. Minister declares you not witty.

So what - you get a manicure? French tips may be!
You still go home and take care of your baby.

But since we are used to mothers like Nirupa Roy
How dare you call yourself a mamma? oh boy!

N if (horrors of horror) ur dented – painted self is not yet married
Consider yourself as good as buried.

Go get married and have a kid,
Must you have an opinion? God Forbid!

4 comments:

Talitha said...

Hard-hitting and unfortunately true...we had a band performance by some boys as part of our college festival about the same,and a slide-show was a part of it...it was definitely good.Sniffing and snuffing could all be heard but I just felt it all pointless...what's the point of doing all this?? Yelling and Screaming and Protesting...it's all hushed up in the end.

shravan said...

Wow !!
You are an artist ....:)

Stutee Nag said...

@ Talitha more often than not I feel like you are feeling ryt now but we have to do our bit,, we can't sit back and take this nonsense,, can we? both of us are after all the part of "dented and painted" women

Stutee Nag said...

@ shravan..
Thanks ,,just doing my bit..