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Why Its Me

Oct 4, 2025
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By Shivani Shukla


If they get to know it's a girl in the womb.                                                                                                             I might get killed even before I groom.

I am not allowed to do or speak what I feel is right.

I am never allowed to voice my opinion for I should be quite.

I am always advised to behave wise and correct.

I might not feel it's right and would want to object.

As a female I want to ask you all or rather plea.

Why its me.


By Shivani Shukla



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Tushar Kadu
Dec 14, 2025
Rated 5 out of 5 stars.

Nicely written

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Ajay
Nov 22, 2025
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Good one!

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