Who ever says,
Giving birth is a wonderful feeling
You are fooled into believing
About it being a beautiful feeling.
It is but only a responsibility,
It is hard work,
It is expectations and emotional distress.
Stop following the herd.
Stop populating the world
That is already over-populated.
Open your eyes India look around,
You are feeding those innocent mouths
By becoming inhuman
With a selfish hope
That they will be your only support
When you are old.