When I'm born,I'm jeered at.When I'm a child,I'm made to believe that my reason for existence is somebody else.While I'm growing up,I'm discouraged to question.My brain and heart are numbed.I cannot die too,since it will bring infamity to my family.People would say,"At this age,what could have forced her to terminate herself ? She failed to materialize her fantasy.Such bad morals." I fast for the well-being of my father and brothers.When I outgrow my frocks,I'm let off to another household.There, I work for others, without pay.I have children but they treat me like a door-mat.Here too,I fast for my husband's and childrens' long,peaceful life.When the man of the house,who happens to be my "husband" dies,I shed a part of my soul.I have no right to live then,I just breathe and sit in a corner.Rest of my life is spent in praying-for death.They say, "Woman needs a man.In childhood,its father.In youth,its husband and in old age,i...
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fair point :)
feminism
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LOVED it!
If there exists a sense of awareness regarding the classification of the existing whole, being the same whole exposed to the Nature as a whole, then those sense of awareness is supposed to be admired at the most common platforms, ownered by the common folk...
I expect Madam crossed all those common platforms and rules a domain, where X and Y never come up as leading characters of the play!
Perfection and imperfection.... Over the basic foundation stones of imperfection the gigantic structures of perfection is built..
If it can be considered something as death and birth, then the birth is built over the foundation stone of death!
Once Madam is born, your death is born....
The birth of the death only happened by the birth...
I am born means my death is born...
because I am born to die, and from the very day of my birth, I am nearing to the death...
Perfection is perfection and will be perfection only once the perfection have the spine of imperfection...
Our life is life only once the death is the platform on which we do gymnastics...
Life never will be life, once we dont have a paltform of death to live!
Look at your eyes... if you dont have it, then you dont have the Sun, right?
Eyes bought the Sun for you... right?
But you still know that you have Sun, which eyes never recommened...
That Sun wont be coming under the category of perfection or imperfection....
So please do the pack ups now, NOW, for the travel towards him!
All the very best!
** still yawns.....
this is thousif speaking" as much as i want to hate that, its completely true, women are the real rulers of the world"
loved anwe-ism keep em coming for more
and why aren't you at my blog??? bhul gayi kya mujhe, hmmm i was so sad that i couldn't find your comments in my last 2 posts
hope you don't make me sad again...:)
take care and keep writing.......
@all d guys who have commented and will comment..
Truth is always bitter guys, take it with a spoon of honey :P
more! more! more!
Kya pateh ki baat kahi hai :D
Loved it :)
Keshi.
and then not in practice makes them imperfect.. :)
kidding..!!
I agree with the rat.
Cheers
Mahesh
hey thanx!!!
feminism is not always deplorable..
women can pamper themselves,cant they?
thanx dear!!!
thanx 4 visiting!!!
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can't help it.... :)
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thank u ji!!!
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thanx!!!! i was glad to read ur reply....
thank u!!!
:) **smiles all the way**
yeah,absolutely!!!all types of women are perfect by birth...
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no!!i'm serious....
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....but true :P
but wont u agree on this--
human females have a higher average lifespan.
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thank you!!!!
dhanyavaad!!!
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:) yeah....
for women,it needs no practice to attain perfection.they are endowed with it since inception :)
**bows in reverence**
yes...proven.
absolutely sure,not an iota of doubt :)
hmm..bahut dina pare....
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