What made me so FAMOUS? - THE STORY THAT FLOWED OUT OF THE TEARS OF A SEXUALLY ASSAULTED GIRL - STUDENTLIVE

It was pitch dark night with a heavy down pour,

When I had landed on my life’s door;

It was an hour of merry to my entire family,

Neither the darkness nor the wetness can stop anyone from visiting me immediately;

The day was decided to be auspicious,

The birth was predicted to be precious;

My days started counting,

And I gradually advanced from crawling to walking;

My first day of school went very well,

And so did my school’s farewell;

I always stood first in my schooling,

And not even one program went off without me achieving something;

I had good neighbors, great relatives,

I had best friends and outstanding faculty;

Never did I ever bend my head before anyone,

Except the ones who awarded me medals;

And never did I raise my head high above anyone,

Except the ones whose eyes are higher than my eye brows;

My family always rejoiced my birth,

And the society is slowing getting to know my worth;

I received a call letter from a huge company,

I just completed my work and am going back home with my first salary;

I felt a spark of pride in my veins,

And this walk in the dark night resembled my life where I have moved from darkness to light;

I recalled that I was the first girl in my entire family, who was left out to study,

My neighbors had started educating their children following my path so steady;

I was staring into the darkness recalling my travel from ignorance to wisdom,

When I felt a sudden blow of being dragged into the darkness far away from light;

The next day I were in the news, but this time in the national level,

Never did any of my success bring me so much fame as this riddle;

My book of victories has started a fresh story,

And this time its pages are filling so rapidly;

My neighbors stopped smiling at me,

Rather started criticizing me;

My relatives started gossiping about me,

And my friends stopped approaching me afraid of being defamed just like me;

My father could not accept the rumors and committed suicide,

My mother soon followed his pattern without thinking for my side;

My door less house is now hosting a huge party of social activists,

My village has grown so famous along with me that cameras are shooting its every activity;

I always eagerly waited for my father to kiss me on my cheek

And my mother to cook me my favorite Payasam whenever I made news

But today when I am the center of discussion for the entire nation,

I don’t have a family; I don’t have a relation,

I don’t have a friend; I don’t even have a foe;

All I have today is,

 About Fifty channels to broadcast my news every second,

A hundred news papers to publish my name every day,

A thousand communities to discuss my story on screen

And lakhs of people to interpret the incident in their own way, whenever they are free;

Hey, do you want to know what made me so FAMOUS,

 “I am a GIRL and I am SEXUALLY ASSAULTED”.