Khogaye hum kaha
Kho gaye hum Kaha. . . “The hand that rocks the cradle rules the world’__ a woman, who shapes the destiny of civilisation, the mother of tomorrow and the procreator of this world just got trapped by the tragic irony of fate that a beautiful creation like a girl child is one of the gravest concerns of humanity even today.Society’s parochialism narrows down opportunities when it comes to a girl child. Right from the womb to the tomb, the war never ends. The war of existence. The war of making choices . the war of being a voice in the crowd of the voiceless. The war to end this war. "Chup rahe, tu ladki hein " Every girl dreams to fly and sore high up in the sky but the heavy shackles of society chain her down . Right from the childhood a girl is taught to be home centric. Things she should play with are dolls and cookery sets while boys should surround themselves with cars, artificial weapons and superheroes. A girl's hobbies