Sunday, January 08, 2006
And Finally, The Rally
Finally, a Bike Rally. Yes, on 29th January, people will start pouring in from 21 Panchayat areas - in the Barmer district of Rajasthan. They will be coming on cycles, scooters, motorcycles and other mode of transport. Some will be even reaching after walking for miles.On the morning of 30th January, we intend to take out a Bike Rally, led by International Bike racer Bittoo Sondhi. Many renowned residents of this area will be present to support our campaign. Through this rally, we intend to sensitise people over the declining girl child ratio.
The rally will make stop-overs at man places, where participants and other activists will hold various performances and initiate discussions with the local populace.
The rally will finally culminate at Jodhpur on 31st January.
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Your half world site touched me. I was inspired to compose the following poem. I wrote it extempore...like a draft now....you can revise it if you like....and can use it during the events of the race.....I have time to polish the poem further.... Perhaps you can paste it on a billbord near Bittoo's Booth at the rally......Just thoughts to promote the cause....I admire Bittoo...Kudos to him
Dikri beti, tujhey mera asheervad
Annkhen kholo tum Dikri kay pita
Ankhen kholo tum Dakri ki mata
Ek zamana tha jab Dikri thee Lakshmi
Kanjkain thethey they usay hum
Uska paaon chhukar
Hai kaya hua aab is zammano ko
Dikri bacchati nahin ek saans bharkar
Es duniya main aanay ko wo band hai
Es dumiya main rahnay main wo tang hai
Agar kabhi wo jee bhee jaati hai
To uskee zaban hamesha band hai
Ronay ke gaanay wo gaati hai
Hamesha aapni tanhaeeon main
Solah varash ki hokar wo bik jaati hai
Kisay bhurray kambhakt ki bahon main
Tarpatti rehti hai wo zindgi bhar
Khawand ka zulum sehnay main
Paon chhutee hai wo kabhi kanjakon ka
Haath jod kar Laksmi se kehti hai:
Haey kya hua es zamany ko
Soee huee ho kakan tum Lakshmi
Kyon janam dehtee ho zulum sehno ko….
***
My Dikri daughter, blessings to you.
Open your eyes, O dad of Dikri
Open your eyes , O mom of Dikri
There were times when Dikri was Lakshmi
We used to give her offerings
Touching her feet
O God, what came upon this world
Dikri cannot take a single breath of life
She's forbidden to come to this world
She lives her life cussing this world
If somehow she manages to survive
She is silenced for what’s on her mind
Living always in her loneliness
Songs of miseries she sings
When she is barely sixteen
No one marries her without dowry
She goes in the arms some cursed
Old man, more than three times her age
All her life she suffers
Taking bull shit from her old man,
Some times she touches the feet of Dikris
And folding her hands she prays to Lakshmi:
O God, what came upon this world
Where are you sleeping, O Lakshmi
Why you gave me life to suffer so much...
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Dikri beti, tujhey mera asheervad
Annkhen kholo tum Dikri kay pita
Ankhen kholo tum Dakri ki mata
Ek zamana tha jab Dikri thee Lakshmi
Kanjkain thethey they usay hum
Uska paaon chhukar
Hai kaya hua aab is zammano ko
Dikri bacchati nahin ek saans bharkar
Es duniya main aanay ko wo band hai
Es dumiya main rahnay main wo tang hai
Agar kabhi wo jee bhee jaati hai
To uskee zaban hamesha band hai
Ronay ke gaanay wo gaati hai
Hamesha aapni tanhaeeon main
Solah varash ki hokar wo bik jaati hai
Kisay bhurray kambhakt ki bahon main
Tarpatti rehti hai wo zindgi bhar
Khawand ka zulum sehnay main
Paon chhutee hai wo kabhi kanjakon ka
Haath jod kar Laksmi se kehti hai:
Haey kya hua es zamany ko
Soee huee ho kakan tum Lakshmi
Kyon janam dehtee ho zulum sehno ko….
***
My Dikri daughter, blessings to you.
Open your eyes, O dad of Dikri
Open your eyes , O mom of Dikri
There were times when Dikri was Lakshmi
We used to give her offerings
Touching her feet
O God, what came upon this world
Dikri cannot take a single breath of life
She's forbidden to come to this world
She lives her life cussing this world
If somehow she manages to survive
She is silenced for what’s on her mind
Living always in her loneliness
Songs of miseries she sings
When she is barely sixteen
No one marries her without dowry
She goes in the arms some cursed
Old man, more than three times her age
All her life she suffers
Taking bull shit from her old man,
Some times she touches the feet of Dikris
And folding her hands she prays to Lakshmi:
O God, what came upon this world
Where are you sleeping, O Lakshmi
Why you gave me life to suffer so much...
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