#childmarriage

22 posts
  • _harsingar_ 7w

    उम्मीद बदलाव की
    #Abhivyakti50
    #Prayas20 @misty2004

    बदलना है दुनिया को गर
    शुरुआत तू खुद से कर

    सुबह जगाना है गर सबको को
    तो खुद पहले उठना होगा
    रौशन करना है गर पथ को
    मशाल तुम्हीं को बनना होगा

    नई पत्तियां लानी हैं यदि तो
    खुद पतझड़ बनना होगा
    मौसम बदला है, वो बदलेगा
    सावन तो इक दिन बरसेगा

    बदलाव कुदरत का है दस्तूर
    इससे कौन कब बचा है
    चट्टान भी बन जाती मिट्टी
    इक दिन हो कर चूर चूर

    याद करो वह भी इक दिन था
    हम सबके सब ही पराधीन थे
    आज़ादी के परवानों ने ऐसी अलख जगाई थी
    धीरे धीरे सभी जनों ने ली ऐसी अंगड़ाई थी
    गए फिरंगी आज़ाद हुए हम घर घर खुशियां अाई थीं

    फिर रूढ़िवादियों से देश घिरा था
    बाल विवाह और सती प्रथा का
    हर गांव शहर में कहर बड़ा था
    यदि बच गई कोई विधवा
    उसका जीवन श्राप तुल्य था

    राजा राम मोहन रॉय जैसे पुरुष थे तब
    इन कुप्रथाओं को दूर किया था
    सती प्रथा भी कहां रही अब
    कुछ पुरुषों में भी बसता रब

    नारी हैं हम जननी हैं
    हमको आगे बढ़ना है
    पुत्र अरू पुत्री में भेद न करना
    समान भाव अब रखना है
    नारी को सम्मान दिलाना
    हमसे ही वो सीखेंगे
    मां ही तो प्रथम शिक्षक है सबकी
    नींव हमीं को रखनी है।

    उम्मीद की किरण : > )

    स्थितियां काफी बदल गई हैं
    क्योंकि जननी जाग गई है
    सही गलत में भेद बताती
    फिर दुनिया से परिचय करवाती
    बालिका हो या फिर बालक
    भेद न करता आज का पालक

    कई बेड़ियां टूटी हैं
    आगे और भी टूटेंगी
    समय कभी वो भी आएगा
    मुरझाएगी नहीं कली जब
    परचम अपना वाह फहराएगी।

    डॉ सीमा अधिकारी

    #rajarammohanroy #socialreformer
    #childmarriage #traditionofsati #shackles
    #mirakee #mirakeepod #hindiwriteup #writersnetwork

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    उम्मीद बदलाव की

    ©_harsingar_

  • karnika_21 60w

    खनखनाहट

    छोटे से ही चूड़ियों की खनखनाहट पसंद थी मुझे
    सजने का शौक भी मुझे था छोटे से
    लेकिन यह सब मेरा उनके जाने के बाद बंद हो गया
    जिसमें जाना ही नहीं मुझे छोटे में
    ©karnika_21

  • the_moon_kid 78w

    Till nowadays in some places , child marriage is done.
    Is it right ?
    No it's not !!
    Being a girl , it doesn't mean that she is born for doing "household" works only.
    She have her own "dreams" also , which she wants to fulfill like every other people in this world .

    She wants to study . She wants to do job "outside her home" .

    Her dream is not to go in her in-laws house in a small age , when she don't even have a idea od what marriage is actually about.

    Books are snatched away from her . She is taught how to cook food , how to wash cloth etc. etc.

    In a very small age , she is handed over to someone else whom she don't even know.

    Forcefully she have to marry a man who is triple of her age .
    All her dreams shatter in a second when she is forced to behave like a woman in a tender age. !

    She is taught how to satisfy her in-laws. !
    But she is not taught how to fight for herself.
    She is not taught how to defend herself , whenever she is tourtured !!

    Is this right ??
    Not it's definitely not !!!

    A girl is not born to impress !
    A girl is not born to satisfy others !
    A girl is not born to be dependent on others!

    She can do whatever she wants to .
    She can live her life by herself.
    She can make her own rules .

    But no ! This society says that a girl should not be given much freedom.

    Whenever a girl comes home late at night ,
    People would say "ladki haath se nikal gayi hai".

    Like seriously ? We are living in 21st century but with an old and poor mentality.



    People !! Go and get a life .




    #abhimanya_s #childmarriage #writing #socialissues #girls #rightsofgirls #life.

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    "CHILD MARRIAGE"

    A forceful situation ,
    where the rights of an
    innocent , immature girl
    is taken away.
    ©the_moon_kid

  • rheakusum 92w

    बाल विवाह

    न जाने क्यों जीन्दगी कभी अपनी ना लगी,
    साँसे तो अपनी थी पर जान पराई लगी।

    रात के सपनों पर भी दूसरो के ताले लग गए,
    बचपन के परों को काट दिया गया,
    रूठने-मनाने का सिलसिला भी छोड दिया गया।

    सपने तो थे पर अपने ना थे,
    सब पास तो था पर साथ ना था,
    उम्मिद तो थी पर जगी न थी ।

    ©rheakusum

  • thelostgurl 105w

    So i was studying sociology. There appears a page of topic marriage and in it there was this type of marriage called exogamy. It is the kind of marriage where the individual is married outside his/her group. In India, village exogamy is practised in certain parts of north India. The daughters are married outside the village yo ensure smooth transition and adjustment of bride into the affinal home without the interference of her kinsmen.

    And i was just thinking of how intelligent these people are but unfortunately nobody for a second would have thought about the little bride who just in a flow is going to leave everything behind. Her family, her friends, the memories, the place. She'll may not ever come back. Amazing this life is for them half of it passes in happiness, innocence and joys and the rest turns everything into a disaster. She's now a responsible married women who is only meant to do sex with the male and give birth to two or more boys as the family wants. She's now the only house worker of the home living in two sarees her mother gifted her and making food day and night for everyone. And when she demands a little for a tour to the fair outside the village, she's beaten brutally.

    Here's a poem from the side of all those girls suffering from this kind of marriage.
    Also i suggest to listen "GHAR YAAD AATA HAI MUJHE" from the album of "SATYAMEV JAYATE".
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    Oh father,
    We are just the flock of little birds.
    We'll fly from this town soon,
    To the place unknown.
    We'll reside in a new lanai,
    With all our dreams getting hot fry.
    Leaving every of our valuables behind,
    We'll leave you in the age of our innocent mind.
    We need to fly far,
    With our broken wings almost fighting a war.
    Our groom will arrive soon,
    For the world it may appear as a boon.
    But we want to live in your nest,
    Marriage is almost getting us arrest.
    The new world is making us afraid,
    Of whether we'll survive or fade.
    Oh father,
    We are just the flock of little birds.

    The drums beat loudly,
    While the shehnai is playing softly.
    Mother forces us to wear heavy bangles,
    And here our hairs are full of tangles.
    The heavy dress suffocates us the most,
    We need those lose salwars even in this season of frost.
    People call us a bride,
    As if we're today's matter of pride.
    But oh dear father,
    Let us call our playmates,
    Run through all the horse shades.
    Let us play, for we shall never play again,
    When we go off to stranger's lane.
    Oh father,
    We are just the flock of little birds.
    ©thelostgurl
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    @egnimaticwizard thank you for the approval and bg��

    #writersnetwork #mirakeeworld #mirakee #girl #childmarriage #marriage #passionbookworm #readwriteunite

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    Oh father,
    We are just the flock of little birds.
    We'll fly from this town soon,
    To the place unknown.
    ©thelostgurl

  • shivita 112w

    Early knots At Early Stage.

    The knot Once made In a Relationship Makes It Heavier.
    And Once In A Occasion Of Marriage Makes It Holy.
    And She Had to Bear both Just In a Early Age.

  • nagasai 120w

    Mom, why is my stomach growing everyday? Asked a girl to her mom.
    Because you gonna have a baby, Said mom.
    But babies will come from God no?
    No dear, your husband will give you the baby, said the mom shyly.
    I don't love him mummy, he causes me pain every night, Said girl feeling pang at heart.
    #perksofchildmarriages
    ©nagasai

  • alan_karr 123w

    Those Eyes

    Even I had a dream once,
    I still do.
    But when my wings grew
    I was coerced to dream through someone else's eyes.
    Those eyes were only to see,
    But not to dream.
    And I wish that someday,
    I will have bigger dreams in My eyes
    And courage to fulfill them.
    ©alan_karr

  • harshu05 124w

    Running down the sidewalks at a tender age
    Seems like fun now but with education at stake
    Little palms play with soil as the sun starts to boil
    Years pass by, the biggest deal is the meal
    Under the scorching sun, with blisters and bruises over rusted hands, sweat slides down from sides of those greased faces.
    The young child working hours long for a single dime while kids of their age walk to school
    Hating and questioning their fate, all they can do is watch on.

    Dressed up as a doll and groomed like a prince
    Little do these young minds know the actual play
    Knotted for life as vows of togetherness are exchanged
    Chained together for eternity but are blinded by colors and sparkles of the present
    Cruel it is when a 5 year old is shackled to an elderly aged
    But the future is breathed with doubt, all they can do is watch on...

    Adorned in a hospital gown with drips and oxygen mask
    Words hardly flow out those tiny lips
    Fighting for life and facing battles in pain
    Cries of those children ache heart of the sane
    Taste of medicine is all they know as blood runs through weak veins
    During those long nights, illness is their only friend and foe
    Money is cure for the lucky and hope for the unlucky
    Waiting for some help as lifeline shortens
    Midst of trauma, these little souls, all they can do is watch on

    Another part of the world has a child playing with her toys
    She hears footsteps coming from behind the door
    Her heart stops and runs to hide beneath the bed
    The man moves closer as she holds her breath
    Yanks her out and kicks her toys as he found his
    The demons inside come out to strip her from head to toe
    His hands goes to places and her screams grow louder
    Brutality is a mere word to describe his monstrous acts
    Quenching his thirst and satisfying his hunger while playing a deaf ear to the child's piercing cry
    The question laid ahead is whether to kill or sell
    Not her but many more, all they can do is watch on.

    But should we too, just watch on?



    #writersnetwork
    #child #childlabour #childmarriage #crimesagainstchild @writersnetwork @fen_dukes_ @shadowofthoughts @galaxymilky @mirakee @loverenay

    Can we stop (1)

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    ©harshu05

  • wahalrohan_ 126w

    Capture..2
    (The Girl Child)


    At 4, For the first time I dreamt of becoming something..
    I was told I'm not allowed to dream..

    At 6, I saw my brother going to school..
    I was told I'm not meant for it..

    At 8, I asked can I go outside and play..
    I was told to put a veil over my head and remain inside..

    At 10, I asked if I can learn dancing..
    I was shown the door to kitchen..

    At 12, I BLEED and I told my mom..
    In a month I was married to a 35 year old.

    Yes I'm a girl child..
    Yes I'm CAPTURED in the 21st century with people having brains belonging to Feudal Age.

    Is there anyone who can help me ? SAVE ME ?

    ©wahalrohan_

  • uzma_akhtar_ashrafi 127w

    A little Princess

    She thought of holding
    a pencil.
    Don't let her hold
    a rolling pin.
    She thought of wearing
    a school dress.
    Don't let her wear
    a wedding dress.
    Her education should be
    her adornment.
    Don't let her wear a
    Mangalsutra.
    She thought of sharing her
    tiffin box with her class fellows.
    Don't let her make it for others.
    She needed to rest in her
    mother's arm.
    Don't compel her to be
    the one.
    Allow her to see the hues.
    Allow her to see her wings.
    She is born to rule in a
    kingdom.
    Don't constrain her to live in
    a fence.

    //A little Princess

  • amarjit_dhibar 131w

    Price Of Innocence

    Living by her own innocent world and a childish heart,
    She hopped away to the school,
    Wishing her dreams to come true one day.
    But the burden of her birth was much meagre
    Than the burden of the books on her bag.
    Even in between her precious dreams,
    There lurked somewhere an ominous nightmare,
    Waiting to snatch the pleasant sleep of her childhood.

    Now she realized the price of her innocence,
    When she was being married off to that aged stranger,
    Wedlocked her body under the shroud of a saree,
    With her tiny legs bearing the small school shoes
    Being replaced by the hard shackles paying the price of the silent cries inside her.

    Abandoning her playful childhood behind the bars of a gruesome palanquin,
    The innocent little bride still tries to find
    A cause for the unknown mistake she has committed.

    The walls of the dark room remained obscure
    To the screams and sobs her voice echoes throughout that sleepless night,
    As the senile savage gratified his pleasures
    On the grace of her tender body,
    Abusing her to wildness,
    Hitting her to torturous misery.

    And still today, her juvenile yearning body lurks around the crematory grounds,
    Still searching for the sin she had committed
    A decade earlier when she was being bestowed
    Upon the land of this cruel world.

    -©Amarjit_writes

  • gurpreetkaur1 141w

    Her innocent eyes
    Were finding someone.
    Who was not among the one,
    Who could stand by her.
    Face having a smile,
    But eyes in tears,
    Filled with fears.
    She wanted someone to stop it,
    Someone to try Atleast a bit.
    I didn’t understand her phase.
    Slowly then,
    As the groom entered,
    I sensed she was in a cage.
    As she was getting married
    To someone double her age.


    ©gurpreetkaur1

  • prantor_d 159w

    Well while going through the mazes in my mind I found an untouched corner... The corner that belongs to a girl of a backward society who remained far away from the lights of education.. These series of 3 shall give you take you through her story...
    #marriage #harrasment #freedon #girl
    #childmarriage #against

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    The Unfortunate

    Sitting in a corner, the married juvenile cried.. Poverty was her fault and marriage, her penalty ! The man who was atleast two decade older to her was now her husband...The marriage ring was like a curse and bangles handcuff. The girl realised that marriage is far different from what she had imagined as a kid !
    - @prantor_d

  • fatima_syed 177w

    "BABA samjha do iss Duniya ko BETIYAAN

    BOJH nhin hotin"

  • mirakeerti 177w

    Her first period, following which, green bangles replaced silver ones
    ©mirakeerti

  • thatcoldtouch 179w

    Child Marriage

    At eleven I was married,
    Better if I was buried.
    Thought life would be a fairytale,
    But it was no better than Hell.
    A boy was all he wanted,
    And for that I was exploited.
    But when I couldn't conceive,
    My breathing, at last, was ceased.
    ©thatcoldtouch

  • aisha_abid 181w

    Originally posted by : @fatima_syed
    Stand against
    #childmarriage
    U just nailed it,Ms.Syed

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    Chand paison ke liye bech di meri khushiyaan..

    Baba, Kya yehi meri Kimat thi?


    ©fatima_syed

  • stuart_ 181w

    Originally posted by : @fatima_syed
    Stand against
    #childmarriage
    Who can someone even do that to a child ��

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    Chand paison ke liye bech di meri khushiyaan..

    Baba, Kya yehi meri Kimat thi?


    ©fatima_syed

  • fatima_syed 181w

    Chand paison ke liye bech di meri khushiyaan..

    Baba, Kya yehi meri Kimat thi?


    ©fatima_syed