The smile the old lady gave me When I helped her crossing the road Kept me happy for weeks A kid passing by Was crying so hard I asked him what’s the matter and he sighed I don’t like going to school But my parents send me forcefully It’s so uncool I chortled at his …
YES!!, She bleeds but she is not impure! The thoughts of society making her impure… Some rituals are making her impure… She is the warrior fighting with cramps.. Holding on to the unbearable pain and hiding the tears under the light lamp!! When the first time she bleeds she was locked up in a room …
I was never you You were never me We remain unwritten throughout history. But in the books of fairy tales we were together. We were the poem no one wrote But our’s one was the story, I always wanted to tell. Until the moon and stars fall, Let’s you become me and i become you. …
Windows of the red old Chevy Were shut tightly as the grip. Of the old gentleman who chose To show how my tiny clean body Treats the monstrosity Shrouded in his masculinity. Windows of the red old Chevy Were shut tightly Not so that I don’t catch cold With breeze in my wet hair But …
Moon smiling’ at them, Stars winking’ at them… Thinking’ about the world, Thinking’ about their world!… Universe making’ a miracle come true, When a miracle was made by two souls… They held their hands, Staring’ at the winking’ night sky… The usual even zephyr blew… Something’ unusual happen’….. She locked his hand in hers, …
Things I learnt from my mother: 1. Myself, Being a professional procrastinator, the first thing she inspire me of doing things on time. 2. Being perfect all the time, she is the perfection queen of the house. She can do things again and again till it gets perfectly perfect. 3. She always thought me to …
She As she looked back one last time, She smirked because she had finally vanquished them all. For years she went through of it, They told her she could never do something like that. Scarred her body saying she was incapable, And that she nothing but a helpless soul. They thought the scars they left …
They asked me to stay frightened, She heard let’s fight it , They said you are supposed to be barred behind the house , She replied “one day I’ll fit into my father’s shoes”, They rebuked “you don’t deserve going to school”, She got praised and said “one day it’s the girls who will rule” …
People leave and that’s quite normal. Staying for long is not. People leave a souvenir behind, letting us feel the hollowness of their absence. It kills. The echoes of losing people haunts till no end. We find ourselves standing there , feeling the breeze touching us as if saying the last goodbye they forgot to …
Clothes doesn’t define character! Stop judging us! Look, when she wear a tight jeans. She’s damn Impressing us. Look, when she wear a shorts. She’s damm showing her legs. Look, when she wear a suit. She’s damm boring & despo. Look, when she wear a colorful . She’s damm showing off. Look, when she wear …