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!