If a daughter is born,
It's not a day to celebrate it on

At a very tender age she learns,
The responsibilities of her own

Then comes the time of her periods,
With stomach cramps and aches

It lasts for a week and every month,
Some can't even endure it much

It's not over yet arrived another phase,
For her the right age to get married

Dowry torture and domestic violence,
She suffers it all with only a silence

Her best day when she becomes pregnant,...