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H er eyes were bigger than usual, The pain had  found its way out of her mind and her body. Her emotions had eventually found a vent A  thick red lava of agony had finally molten and was dripping down her tilted nose. She had gone taller with the help of a rope and reached the roof, Culminated her being, because she was aloof. I was trying hard to find reasons, staring at her standing numb She was not so weak, that she could so lucidly sccumb. May be some people master the art to camouflage their tears behind their laughter. The louder they laugh, deeper is the pain. How could she so easily think that her life was vain. T oday when she is no more I sit and think how day by day this beautiful relation was built I have nothing left today, just remorse and guilt I wish she had called just once Cried loud and  poured her heart out She was important, atleast for once i could have cleared her doubt. I could never imagine her...

Defying the laws of emotions “Be a man”. “ Mard ko dard nahi hota”. “ Oh come on! Boys don’t cry” H ow many times we end up saying these things to the male folk around us. Whether they are grown up adults or toddlers, the male chauvinism is deep rooted in  them even before they have understood the essence of being a man. A toddler who is still trying to comprehend the difference between a girl and a boy and is stumbling even to walk is introduced to this world of overrated adjectives and fake sense of pride. Being a male or for that matter being a female is no achievement. It is how God made us, wired us differently so that we could carry forward the human race. What we don’t realize in this mad race of genders is that we are not inculcating the biological difference between the two genders, we are instead creating a wall of characteristics on either sides which is ruining the essence of being human. E motions were a beautiful gift of God which he bestowed upon the manki...

I loved being in the world of movies and dreams Thought,  the world would be the same as shown on the screens. One morning i woke up to reality And all i could hear were screams. No man to trust and no heart to love, My eyes were swollen And my heart was wounded My my soul was charred And my blood was fozen. Life had taken an ugly turn And the world rubbed salt on my every burn. For all those people i stood for In their hour of despair Beautifully gave a cold shoulder And made me believe that my misery needs no care. For i brought upon this plight all for my self. I stood for something i couldnt catch up with anymore And thought of abandoning a relation which was already rotten and sore My dignity had no wings Nor did my existence. Today i stand stranded and alone But im happy for i have seen the real face of the world Whether they are your creators or the ones who loved Their love is true only till you pamper their egos and blindly follow what they told. ...