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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I ddn't get ur incite I guess
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take care and keep writing...........
beautiful. :)
Love,
Nikhil
May be you'll understand when you are older....
That's another story.
:) Really ?
Thanks !!
Thanks dear!! I think these lines can be interpreted in varied ways. So I guess you aren't missing anything,maybe you'll get a new perspective anytime you read.
Samajh aa jaayegaa...kisi doosre pehlu se dekhiye... The pic was meant to be scary :)
"jinx" means a thing/person who brings bad luck.
Thanks a lot dear !
Yes,I got what you meant.Thanks for this comment!
Thanks buddy !
I've been to your blog.
:)
It was a real pleasant surprise to see you here.
Thanks a lot !!
Sadly :|
That’s an art gurl!
A well woven short piece...
It is truly said...brevity is the soul of wit!
Thanks a lot!!!
Glad to see you here :)
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