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Likewise, he will not discredit her in the festivals
It was just a matter of breaking my heart, so all the common people will not do anything
Oh God, what a strange world of eunuchs you have created,
The woman who gave birth, man caste has raised her finger on her character.
Which account, which sin did I commit?
Why did you make me curse named daughter?
You only gave me the power to give birth, to increase my karma,
Then why do people leave me to die in women?
On my birth, the astrologer who called me a daughter boon,
People sometimes insulted me by speaking thick, sometimes black, sometimes sterile.
You created this world with much power, the world operated like this,
Someone left me thinking of foot contortion, someone threw it and rubbed it on tea.
Oh God, I have a question, why do you make me a daughter, send me to this world?
After seeing this oppression, these poor people, your trembling will fall.
You only gave me my right, the rest took something away
Of course you made humans, but humans turned out to be a big bastard.
Wow God you gave me a gift , in return with lots of pain and burden
Nobody understands my confusion, but everyone wants a beautiful heart.
Oh God, I have a question for you
When talk about me, why does it arise
Before marriage, when I was a virgin, I hid my desires,
After marriage, she wanted to fly with wings, husband crushed her and showed wings.
Thought as love got in honor in my parent's house,
I would get the same honor in my in-laws,
Where did I know, in the name of dowry, husband will sew my mouth.
That was the bond of marriage, I was beaten and dragged but I lived everything in moderation.
Sometimes the husband's, father-in-law's, son's listened to their taunts, drank bitter gulp and said nothing.
How can I say that I am safe in your world, I am a victim of rape every day,
A rapidly growing problem, a disorder,
Seeing the situation in the society, I was shocked to have a daughter.
Advice to the daughters of my society, that this has been going on since ages, till date it is a series of arguments between daughters and daughters-in-law,
Once a thousand times call me bad
But oh God, the difference is clear about daughters and daughters-in-law.
A complainant, a daughter, fed up with bondage, a woman of non-life,
Do not be afraid do not scare us, because we are from
Foundations of Mankind.
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The calamity on the leaders of the dynasty was very heavy.
Drona, Bhishma, Arjuna, all faded, all getting sad,
A Suyodhana rose, speaking, 'Veer! Well done!'
He again challenged Parth (Arjun) for a duel,
The Guru hinted at Arjun to remain silent.
Kripacharya said- 'Listen, heroic unknown young man'
Arjuna is the child of Bharata-dynasty-Avatans Pandu.
'It is a Kshatriya, it is a Rajput, who will not fight like this,
How would one jump into the melee?
If you want to fight with Arjun, do not go silent in the gathering
Say something, tell me who are you? '
'Caste! Oh caste! Karna's heart throttles,
Looking at the enraged Sun, he spoke with heroic anger
'Caste-caste rites, whose capital is only heresy,
What should I know? These are my arms.
'Kanak-chhatra on the head above, black-within-black,
Don't be shy about asking people in the world.
I am a sutraputra, but who was father Parth?
Say courage, do not remain silent in guilt.
'You raise the head, you take the name of the caste,
But, with the power of unrighteous exploitation, you thrive in happiness.
Your soul trembled with the half-castes,
You ask for the donation of thumb by deception.
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The seed of ego and pride continued to generate hatred
Somebody grinded, somebody kept choking here and won
Every human being described himself as the greatest caste
Mankind was everyone's caste, why did every human forget it.
In the face of hollow claims, know how the country is growing
Now the curse of casteism is also suppressing humanity
Do not blame anyone who has set this fire
This spark of poison has come out of your house.
Why did every young man standing on the border save the life of religion
When here, by making caste the only limit, every person died of hatred.
Why is casteism becoming everyone's self-respect
Hey, in the race for this important, nobody achieved anything
Now to eradicate this malice cup root, one has to step up
Casteism is an inundation of fire, one has to burn feet.
I will not talk about caste, nor will I talk about religion
I will not be proud, I will not be ashamed
Just pay that great duty of human being
Bring me happiness in the world, I will talk about that karma.
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