I don't want to be ogled,

while walking in street,

being comfortable in my own skin,

wearing a short skirt,

or a denim or a saree or a hijab.

Inside the attire it is me,

yes the same me in every dress.

 

I don't want to be judged,

for my choices or the opinions 

or my voice or my silence. 

in solitude, intimacy or in front of crowd. 

 

I don't want to be name called, 

for my mistakes or ambitions,

for my standards or self respect, 

for felling down or crossing the horizon. 

I am just as human as you are. 

 

I just want to share the breath of fresh air, 

and some water and land, 

which belongs to me just as it is yours.

I just want to share little slice of happiness and sadness,

which belongs to me just as it is yours. 

 

I don't want to be flawless or flawed

I just want to be me, yes that happy me,

whether imperfect or perfect in your eyes, 

just that me who belongs to self. 

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