Why Did You Make Her Slave

A newly born baby Was blinking her eyes Tried to understand What was going on there Mystery made him sleepy He cried hard and fall asleep. Strange men strange talk Perhaps perfect in their task Were going to perform duty They suggested few names A name was selected That was reflecting her caste Religion and almost nationality. A child fate was decided Without her consent And now she was a victim of Codes of conduct in that society. Without her desire They designed her beliefs And made slave of their thoughts.