Mission Shakti- Empowering the Girl Child

Woman is an embodiment of love, grace, and compassion; so understanding, balanced, sharp, witty, beautiful, and artistic. We can go on and on and still the essence of woman hood will be difficult to define. She creates, she nurtures, she supports, she loves, and she is a power house! Yet she is denied the very basic right to education, just because she is a woman. It is unfortunate that our society prefers sons just because of the myth that they carry forward the name and tradition of the family; they are considered a source of support during old age and for performing religious rites at the time of cremation and subsequently. The modern technology which was designed to detect any of the gender related congenital abnormality of the foetus is now being widely abused to detect the sex of the foetus with the intention of getting it aborted if it happens to be that of a female.

Founded and spearheaded by an enlightened mystic, Anandmurti Gurumaa, Shakti is a wake up call to combat the heinous practices and empower the girl child by quality education. Empowered woman is strong enough to stand as a support for her family and community at large. She further contributes to the prospects of next generation.

The project Shakti is an initiative by Anandmurti Gurumaa, an enlightened woman mystic, who has been raising her voice against female infanticide and the brutalities afflicted on the girl child in India. In India, on one hand goddess Durga is worshipped as a form of ‘Shakti’, while on the other hand, the incarnation of Shakti - the girl child is subject to female infanticide. Shakti – An initiative to empower the girl child is the voice of truth against this crude reality.

Shakti aims at empowering the girl child, by providing financial support to the daughters of widows/handicapped parents/war martyrs to complete their education up to 12th standard.This program is absolutely non-discriminatory in nature i.e. without any distinction on the basis of caste/color/creed.

Today, under the aegis of Gurumaa, Shakti has expanded its support by introducing computer awareness education program (CEAP) to the government girl’s schools of Sonipat, which constitutes one of the worst affected regions of declining sex ratio.

PRO CHOICE??? DO YOU THINK THESE BABIES CHOSE TO DIE???

Dear Mommy,

I am in Heaven now, sitting on Jesus' lap.

He loves me and cries with me; for my heart has been broken.

I so wanted to be your little girl. I don't quite understand what has happened.

I was so excited when I began realizing my existence.

I was in a dark, yet comfortable place. I saw I had fingers and toes.

I was pretty far along in my developing, yet not near ready to leave my surroundings.

I spent most of my time thinking or sleeping.

Even from my earliest days, I felt a special bonding between you and me.

Sometimes I heard you crying and I cried with you. Sometimes you would yell or scream, then cry.

I heard Daddy yelling back.

I was sad, and hoped you would be better soon.

I wondered why you cried so much. One day you cried almost all of the day.

I hurt for you. I couldn't imagine why you were so unhappy.

That same day, the most horrible thing happened.

A very mean monster came into that warm, comfortable place I was in.

I was so scared, I began screaming, but you never once tried to help me.

Maybe you never heard me.

The monster got closer and closer as I was screaming and screaming,

"Mommy, Mommy, help me please; Mommy, help me."

Complete terror is all I felt.

I screamed and screamed until I thought I couldn't anymore.

Then the monster started ripping my arms off.

It hurt so bad; the pain I can never explain.

It didn't stop. Oh, how I begged it to stop.

I screamed in horror as it ripped my leg off.

Though I was in such complete pain, I was dying.

I knew I would never see your face or hear you say how much you love me.

I wanted to make all your tears go away.

I had so many plans to make you happy.

Now I couldn't; all my dreams were shattered.

Though I was in utter pain and horror, I felt the pain of my heart breaking, above all.

I wanted more than anything to be your daughter.

No use now, for I was dying a painful death.

I could only imagine the terrible things that they had done to you.

I wanted to tell you that I love you before I was gone, but I didn't know the words you could understand.

And soon, I no longer had the breath to say them; I was dead.

I felt myself rising. I was being carried by a huge angel into a big beautiful place.

I was still crying, but the physical pain was gone.

The angel took me to Jesus and set me on His lap.

He said He loved me, and He was my Father. Then I was happy. I asked Him what the thing was that killed me. He answered, "Abortion.

I am sorry, my child; for I know how it feels."

I don't know what abortion is;

I guess that's the name of the monster.

I'm writing to say that I love you and to tell you how much I wanted to be your little girl.

I tried very hard to live.

I wanted to live. I had the will, but I couldn't; the monster was too powerful.

It sucked my arms and legs off and finally got all of me. It was impossible to live.

I just wanted you to know I tried to stay with you.

I didn't want to die.

Also, Mommy, please watch out for that abortion monster.

Mommy, I love you and I would hate for you to go through the kind of pain I did.

Please be careful.

Love,

Your Baby Girl