It all started with my birth, Father was disappointed, Mother felt ashamed, People came to visit to pay their condolences over the unfortunate incident...the arrival of a daughter. I am a daughter, A great burden, certainly not a blessing, An unwelcomed child, An undesirable member of the family, A curse, I am a daughter, A wretched soul, With no desires, No dreams, No aspirations. All I can do is, stay inside, cook meals and marry to give birth to sons. I am a daughter and I am not allowed to feel alive, I am not allowed to laugh or clap with joy, In this way, I'd bring dishonor to my family. I am not allowed to feel cheerful in rain, After all, men of my family do not approve of this innocuous behavior. One day, I forgot the rules... I started laughing joyously, I have always adored the rainy day, So I came outside to rejoice those unusual moments. ...