It was alright for me
In that warm little sphere of the womb
Not too hot – Nor too cold
Just alright for me – Safe in there…
Why should I even get born?
But Tagged! Was my fate out there
Time never favored my side at all
I wasnt happy to go out from here
I could feel the bubbling pain
I shall face – Where ever I go- Just Everywhere!
But Tagged! once more was my day
The day I had to leave my that secure place
Wriggling out of the safe space on my own
Tagged ! Was my life out of that comfort zone
Tagged! Was that mandatory cry and shedding out some tears
Happiness in that! – evident among the people staring at me
Tagged! Was the joy with just one look
In between my legs was that blissful cocoon
Tagged! With the Title of a little boy! born new!
Wrapped was I in the crisp blanket bought with the color called Blue.
Passed along hands in hands , like a new ragged doll
I could fathom my future right here! Once and for all
Tagged! To be the sole heir of my family
Nobody heard my cries saying No!
Cries echoing! No I wasnt ready
Nobody understood me – Appealing for freedom,
I didnt want yet – to be bound in this rules of tradition and custom
Tagged! Was the celebration for my birth
All fixed to be Big and all Grand
Making not much really that sense
Since I know no-one,
Come on! I’ve just arrived on this Unknown land!
Yet! My tag existed right there,
The Son of the family and a Boy to be exact
The tag I had to carry forever I guess
My society gave it to me and.. its a fact
Short hair, darker clothes
Cars and motor bikes – My toys
Barbie dolls a shame to play –
I was a boy
Pink, Red no not my color – Or so they say..
Tagged! You see, even in the colors i should like
Tagged ! There was even in the vehicle I ride – A motor bike!
What about my likes ? For pretty frocks and a cute dress
I too might want my hair braided long
Well maybe , I want it styled up in a pretty mess
But Tagged! To just wear ironed pants and crisp shirt
No shying away ,nor showing others my tears
Wasnt allowed – To show any softness to Anyone
Nor is it appropriate to disclose my fears
Tagged! With a hoarseness in my attitude
The hardness persisting in the way I behave
I had to be the boss among the people
And others all to work under me.. oh! as my slave
Tagged! Was I with that responsibility
The bread earner of the family- in future?
Nopes- Tagged right from today!
Looking after women in the house Them, depending on me-
Look at my role in society – Astomishing isn’t it in each and every way
I count my years 1…,2,…3…,4 …all the way till the mere age of 18
I recall back to that safe heaven in the womb
Where I wasnt tagged with titles of any thing
This harsh reality of the existing society
I dont know! how I shall bear
Tagged ! will I be in every single step
For this gender stereotyping exists- Just everywhere !
Go somewhere- Anywhere- Tags! And Tags!
Do this! Do that! Everywhere
You shall echo and hear!
Comeon people – Get up and Change
Or you will be forever tagged
Isn’t this your biggest fear????