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A gender sensitive poem, by Ritambhara, that depicts the over-protectiveness for girls that stifle her, and how she overcame it, in Different Truths.

Since my childhood,

To blossom like a flower, I was given space

Was admonished for all my mistakes

Dauntlessly I can express, I was encouraged

I am a little wonder and I can do wonders, I was taught


But, somewhere in the midst someone pretended to hold my hand

Somewhere in the midst, I stopped to think

Somewhere in the midst, I obliterated to laugh

Somewhere in the midst, I lost my voice

Somewhere in the midst, I forgot to live

The support can only cripple you suddenly I realised

In the midst of quagmire, I learned to spread my wings

In the midst of predicaments, I met the world with open arms and open eyes

Aloft the world I stood.

Somewhere again I found myself…

©Ritambhara Kumari Upadhyay

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