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Female Equality a Chimera

By Rajiv Khandelwal


As the cousin-grandfather entered

The drawing room hushed in anticipation


I, a young girl of ten

Stood up, 

Eyes gleaming with a mix of excitement and respect  

And my young brother

Mirrored my manner


Cousin-grandfather's eyes scanned the room 

His glance brushed past me

                                           Showed indifference

However, his eyes lit up 

Radiated warmth like fire on a freezing night

As they settled on my brother 


Seeing the five-year-old grandson

He spoke with joy

His voice warm and affectionate

His focus

His attention

All directed towards him


My heart sank

Like a stone casually thrown in a pond


Hurt and humiliated

I felt like the blooms smothered by snow

Overlooked amidst the familial warmth


It appeared as if my presence

Held no value

I was   

A mere deaf-mute in a male-centric interaction

Where females are expected to fade into the backdrop


It was time to learn 


Females in patriarchal Indian society 

Are fated to be treated differently 


By Rajiv Khandelwal


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