Baby  girls are those bundles of sheer joy and pride, little angels, who bring along many reasons to smile and celebrate  for their parents. A female herself is a reservoir of life, generosity and warmth.

However,  in India every year approximately 5 lac baby girls are killed even before they arrive in this world. The occurrence of the evil of gender bias and the resulting Female Foeticide has led to skewed gender ratio in India with only 943 females for every 1000 males. And this ratio is further less when it becomes to states like Haryana, Punjab, Delhi etc. Government initiatives like “Save Girl Child”, “Beti Bachao Abhiyan” and NGO initiatives like “Mission Hazaar” are trying to educate and take a stand on gender based discrimination and to curb female foeticide.

The following poem very beautifully describes the sentiments of those baby girls ready to leave the comfortable cocoon of mother’s womb and breath their first breathe in the outside world, setting herself to take on the real world challenges every woman has to face.

The cord was wound around her

Pulsating and throbbing with her each heart beat

The strong hands imploring her from within

Urging and coaxing with the ever smooth manoeuvres

To pull her out and let her breath,

Breathe the fresh air of the real world

While the outside seemed daunting and overwhelming

Safety of the cocoon was getting mortal

She paused and sighed,

Flip of a second, zeal for the life took over the mortality

And then she gave in, to the caring hands

To pull her out and let her feel,

Feel the world they called Life.