They Don’t Want Me To Smile

Is it always important to fight for survival? Is it always important for us to think what others think of us? Is it always necessary to satisfy others with our status? Is is always important to keep fighting until you are finally dead? Can’t we take a pause and look at life the simpler way?Continue reading “They Don’t Want Me To Smile”

Can Slapping Be Blessing?

Should parents physically abuse their children? Is slapping, thrashing, beating really helpful in shaping a child? Why can’t problems just be solved with words and love? I often wonder if people really feel that children have no right to keep feelings. They can be abused whatever the way elders want in the name of “elder’sContinue reading “Can Slapping Be Blessing?”

I Am A “Bad Girl”

You know what, my fault is to be a “GIRL”! Yes, it is. Though Indian families claim to be always too open minded, they somewhere either do not know the meaning of this fucking word or they really love to boast of things they do not possess. In reality, being a “Girl” is still aContinue reading “I Am A “Bad Girl””

If I Wasn’t Alive

I cried a lot today. Stains of tears still alive on my cheeks. I can’t withstand this anymore. How much can you tolerate? How much can you pacify yourself? How many times can you stamp the fire burning inside you? I can’t anymore. I was randomly scrolling through my dad’s Whatsapp where I found myContinue reading “If I Wasn’t Alive”

A Happiest Nightmare

I may not be as strong as they areBut I am neither weak as wellWhy can’t you believe in my powersWhy didn’t you pick me up at times when I fell My heart cries in pain as IThink of all I did bearI wished I could confide all to you, mom and dadThat would haveContinue reading “A Happiest Nightmare”

The Real Struggle

I have a lot to write today. I literally do not know how to put this. So much is happening around but when I face my laptop and try running my fingers over its keyboard, I am all stuck! Yet trying somehow to express, I would love to begin with the fact that I gotContinue reading “The Real Struggle”

I Swear To Tell The Truth

For two long years, I have been completely caged within these four walls. For completing my high-school, I had to bid a goodbye to my town and settle here in a far away unknown land with little or no friends at all. The lime walls, not at all decorated, vaguely looks upon my shrinking faceContinue reading “I Swear To Tell The Truth”

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