In my clear Sky of my mind ,
I was searching for a cloud to find ,
There I saw a massive cloud of across , of the mission “ Beti Bachao, Beti Padhao “.
So , I made my cloud to rain , But that cloud gave me lots of Pain ,
I remember my mother in the memories ,
Because she gave me no worries
I thought of girls Starving to learn and
collecting fee with lots of cuts and burns ,
So we gave them little Education and
They learned with perfect dedication .
These are our beautiful daughters , So let them born .
206 , Rajendra Nagar