बेटी बचाओ...

बेटी तो घर की शान होती है , 

बेटी से ही मुस्कान होती है ..

पर हर कोई ये समझता नहीं , 

तभी तो दुनिया बदनाम होती है ..

बेटी ही आँगन महकाए ;

बेटी ही माँ के पाँव दबाये ,

पर बेटे की चाह में अक्सर ; 

मा ए भी जल्लाद बन जाए ..

वैसे तो कहते है , 

बेटी ही बाप को प्यारी होती है ..

पर लोग यही मानते है,

बेटी तो बाप के सर पर भारी होती है .. 

बेटी को है शिक्षा दिलाना , 

अपने पेरो पे खड़ा हे करना ,

पर यही सोच हमारी है ;

बेटी को तो है चूल्हा ही जलाना ...

बेटा तो बहु को दान में हे लाये ,

पर बेटी तो कन्यादान का सौभाग्य दिलाये ..

अक्सर सुना है कहते है माबाप , 

सेवा तो बेटे को ही करनी है ..

पर बेटी को बेटा मान के मौका तो दो ,

फिर देखो वो तुम्हारे लिए क्या क्या करती है ..

बेटी ही शर्म का गहना है,

इसमें कोई संदेह नहीं ,

पर अगर हाथ में हथियार उठाले ,

तो किसी यौद्धा से भी कम नहीं ..

वैसे तो बेटी के बारे में हे दकियानुशी बाटे है कई ,

पर मत सुनो उन बातो को जो तुमसे गलत काम हे करवाती ..

बेटीओ पर बढ़ रहे हे अत्याचार हर साल ,

इसी वजह से हे अपने देश का बुरा हाल ...

अगर बदलना हे अपने देश का हाल ;

तो आज से....... ; बल्कि अभिसे ......., डंका बजाओ ..

और कहो सबसे की बेटी बचाओ .....

Female Infanticide

An Angel stepped on earth that day, 

Bringing happiness and brightness to my life.

I closed my eyes and knelt down to pray,

Save my angel from their ruthless knife.

She’s a girl, but it’s not her fault,

Why does she have to fear the world?

Why should her life come to a halt?

These demons around me have whorled.

“Please make them stop looming over my baby girl,”

I beg God with tearful eyes.

In her crib asleep peacefully, she’d twist and twirl,

Before they burned her alive, with hearts as cold as ice.

They killed an angel today, those wretches!

Inflict them with pains that make their stomachs flip.

Make them beg for mercy yet not find water for stretches,

May they walk to the world’s end, and slip from a cliff.

How could you create such brutal beasts,

Who make one’s heart cringe?

On innocent, tender soul they feast,

Callous, without even a faint human tinge.

Touching a Girl with her Consent doesn't make you a Man.

Touching a Girl with her consent doesn't make you a man. It makes you a Coward.

If a Person can not control his sexual needs, He is not being distinct from an Animal. He can not be a real human too. ~ Sukhdev Taneja

A Heart Touching Words by a Doctor on the Abortion

A worried woman went to her gynecologist and said :

"Doctor, I have a serious problem and desperately need your help! My baby is not even 1 year old and I'm pregnant again. I don't want kids so close together.”

So the doctor said: “Ok and what do you want me to do?”

She said: “I want you to end my pregnancy, and I'm counting on your help with this.”

The doctor thought for a little, and after some silence he said to the lady: “I think I have a better solution for your problem. It's less dangerous for you too.”

She smiled, thinking that the doctor was going to accept her request.

Then he continued: “You see, in order for you not to have to take care of 2 babies at the same time, let's kill the one in your arms. This way, you could rest some before the other one is born. If we're going to kill one of them, it doesn't matter which one it is. There would be no risk for your body if you chose the one in your arms.”

The lady was horrified and said: “No doctor! How terrible! It's a crime to kill a child!”

'I agree', the doctor replied. “But you seemed to be OK with it, so I thought maybe that was the best solution.”

The doctor smiled, realizing that he had made his point.

He convinced the mom that there is no difference in killing a child that's already been born and one that's still in the womb. The crime is the same!

Love says, “I sacrifice myself for the good of the other person.” Abortion says, “I sacrifice the other person for the good of myself.”

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माँ की व्यथा

मेरी व्यथा

अनकही सही

अनजानी नहीं है

मुझ जैसी

हज़ारों नारियों की

कहानी यही है

जन्म से ही

खुद को

अबला जाना

जीवन के हर मोड़ पर

परिजनों ने ही

हेय माना

थी कितनी प्रफुल्लित मैं

उस अनूठे अहसास से

रच बस रहा था जब

एक नन्हा अस्तित्व

मेरी सांसों की तार में

प्रकृति के हर स्वर में

नया संगीत सुन रही थी

अपनी ही धुन में

न जाने कितने

स्वप्न बुन रही थी

लम्बी अमावस के बाद

पूर्णिमा का चाँद आया

एक नन्हीं सी कली ने

मेरे आंगन को सजाया

आए सभी मित्रगण, सम्बन्धी

कुछ के चहरे थे लटके

तो कुछ के नेत्रों में

आंसू थे अटके

भांति भांति से

सभी समझाते

कभी देते सांत्वना

तो कभी पीठ थपथपाते

कुछ ने तो दबे शब्दों में

यह भी कह डाला

घबराओ नहीं, खुलेगा कभी

तुम्हारी किस्मत का भी ताला

लुप्त हुआ गौरव

खो गया आनन्द

अनजानी पीड़ा से यह सोचकर

बोझिल हुआ मन

क्या हुआ अपराध

जो ये सब मुझे कोसते हैं

दबे शब्दों में

मन की कटुता में

मिश्री घोलते हैं

काश! ममता में होता साहस

माँ की व्यथा को शब्द मिल जाते

चीखकर मेरी नन्हीं कली का

सबसे परिचय यूँ कराते

न इसे हेय, न अबला जानो

'खिलने दो खुशबू पहचानो'

- दीपा जोशी

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Letter of a Fetus

Dear Mommy,

I am in Heaven now... I so wanted to be your little girl. I don't quite understand what has happened. I was so excited when I began realizing my existance. I was in a dark, yet comfortable place. I saw I had fingers and toes. I was pretty far along in my developing, yet not near ready to leave my surroundings. I spent most of my time thinking or sleeping. Even from my earliest days, I felt a special bonding between you and me.

Sometimes I heard you crying and I cried with you. Sometimes you would yell or scream, then cry. I heard Daddy yelling back. I was sad, and hoped you would be better soon. I wondered why you cried so much. One day you cried almost all of the day. I hurt for you.

I couldn't imagine why you were so unhappy..

That same day, the most horrible thing happened. A very mean monster came into that warm, comfortable place I was in. I was so scared, I began screaming, but you never once tried to help me. Maybe you never heard me. The monster got closer and closer as I was screaming and screaming, "Mommy, Mommy, help me please; Mommy, help me." Complete terror is all I felt. I screamed and screamed until I thought I couldn't anymore. Then the monster started ripping my arms off. It hurt so bad; the pain I can never explain. It didn't stop.

Oh, how I begged it to stop. I screamed in horror as it ripped my leg off.

Though I was in such complete pain, I was dying. I knew I would never see your face or hear you say how much you love me. I wanted to make all your tears go away. I had so many plans to make you happy. Now I couldn't; all my dreams were shattered. Though I was in utter pain and horror, I felt the pain of my heart breaking, above all. I wanted more than anything to be your daughter. No use now, for I was dying a painful death. I could only imagine the terrible things that they had done to you. I wanted to tell you that I love you before I was gone, but I didn't know the words you could understand.

And soon, I no longer had the breath to say them; I was dead. I felt myself rising. I was being carried by a huge angel into a big beautiful place. I was still crying, but the physical pain was gone. The angel took me away to a wonderful place... Then I was happy. I asked the angel what was the thing was that killed me. He answered, "Abortion". I am sorry, for I know how it feels." I don't know what abortion is; I guess that's the name of the monster. I'm writing to say that I love you and to tell you how much I wanted to be your little girl. I tried very hard to live. I wanted to live. I had the will, but I couldn't; the monster was too powerful. It sucked my arms and legs off and finally got all of me. It was impossible to live. I just wanted you to know I tried to stay with you. I didn't want to die. Also, Mommy, please watch out for that abortion monster. Mommy, I love you and I would hate for you to go through the kind of pain I did. Please be careful.

Love,

Your Baby Girl

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