She is worshiped
She is treasured
She is given all the luxuries of life that can be offered
Yet
She does not have Freedom
Freedom to make her own choices
Freedom to make her own mistakes
Freedom to live her life in her own terms
Freedom to learn from her own mistakes
Give her an education
Give her a chance to make it worthwhile
Give her a chance to grow, show her the love and watch her blossom
She is no less than a son.
Say NO to Gender Inequality and Female Infanticide.
Edited to Add:
Don't miss EnGeetham's goose bumpy poem here
Cross posted on No Gender Inequality and Unchaahi