Shhh... words not spoken...

I am born a girl in a Hindu family. Women are considered as Goddesses in my society. My family is extremely reputed. They want me to be educated and self-dependent but not more than my husband (to be). My family believes in the concept of freedom given to the children, so that they learn to live their ways. I have the liberty to go around the streets, play with my friends, swim, climb up trees and do all that a guy of my age does but not after the sun sets. My dad loves 'me' the most on earth after, my brother. My dad buys me dolls because I love to play with them and being a girl I am being trained to take interest in gender-based roles. He buys me beautiful bangles because they look good on me and the society can exercise its power on the ones who are bound with the handcuffs.

This year is the last year for me in school because according to my reputed family, studying too much isn't my thing and because I am a girl. I fell in love with a Muslim boy in my locality.