Monthly Archives: February 2017

She! #2

She is like a guitar,                                       She would play to your music.                   But when you treat her improperly,         She may also cause cuts and bruises.

She is like a sword,                                     Shields you in trouble.                                     But if you play with her,                                 She can hurt you worse.

She is like a fire,                                           Just as holy and sacred.                                 But when you touch her inappropriately, The burns are on your way.

She is like a memory,                               which makes your heart skip a beat.         She is like a dictionary,                               which you can never completely read.

She is a miracle,                                               That you will always know.                           She will be your strength when low,       She will be your weakness too.

#dedicated to the strongest she in my life. You inspire me.

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DEAR STRANGER!

Stranger! YESS that’s what you are.! That’s what you always were.!!

I never met you by my own choice.I was told to meet you by my parents.And I was forcibly expected to like you.Because no matter how I felt,it was already decided that you were the perfect choice for me, and that I could not get any better. Everytime I tried to believe them, I inturn doubted myself.                                    But I was so obliged to my parents that I couldn’t question their intentions for me.I wore those specs of oblivion that I couldn’t see any flaws in you.Since I had to spend almost all my life with you,I started respecting you. Before I knew what was happening I even started to like you. Our story seemed to be a fairy tale.Our lives seemed to be written by God’s own hands.

We got married.This is the most beautiful day of girl’s life.Yes it was! I met somebody who would be my life time best friend.Atleast that is what I thought till the day you abused me.            That wasnt acceptable.I felt the pain my heart was causing.But till then I was too much in love with you to leave you.I reasoned your behavior . You were too blind to see my pain but I was still too stupid to have eyes only for you.I was giving myself hopes of everything which will get better with time.But then one day when you slapped me so hard,I was brought back to reality. I am still so thankful to you for this realisation . Now I knew that I was being disrespected and so I also lost my respect for you.But just for the sake of my parents happiness and name I didn’t give up.I did everything to save “US”. 

BUT today,I give up! I am writing this letter to tell you that just because I was quiet never meant that I could never speak.You call yourself man! And you need respect for it.But the day you hit me for nothing was the day you lost me.I hope you realise what you did! You thought I will keep quiet and sit hurt and depressed.But no! I am not crying ! For I lost somebody who was not worth my love!I promise to come out of this even more stronger.Take care.

Marriages are divine connections.Dont make them an expression of restrictions.Domestic violence is a crime.A women leaves even her father’s name and home for you.The least you can give her is respect.She is the producer of your successor.Keep her happy for all that she does for you unconditionally.Just because you are a man,you can’t be god.Stop domestic violence.!

I am sorry.!

As kids we were always reminded of the manners,primarily at home and then in our books.”Sorry ” and “thank you ” have always helped.

I personally believe in acknowledgements. I keep thanking everybody for everything they do for me.But today I AM SORRY.

I am sorry for those parents whose daughter committed suicide because of one stupid person who didn’t love her back. I am sorry for those old people who have spent their entire lives building a beautiful life for their children,who they didn’t knew,will drop them to old age homes.I am really sorry for that housewife who works night and day without a proper payment and holiday and is still demeaned as “jobless”.

I am really sorry for that kid whose parents left him at orphanage.I am sorry for that girl who was teased by some boys who claim to love their mothers and sisters.I am sorry for that old lady who has to sell vegetables at corner of a road to survive.

I am sincerely sorry as I know everything and can’t still help you.I am really very sorry.

The connection !

I am sorry if it hurts somebody reading this,but I don’t believe in relationships.For me relationships may get old with time and may eventually die but the connection is always alive.

Desperately observed that what keeps a relationship alive is connection and what eventually kills a connection is relationship.To be noted,here I am taking about infatuations or may be crushes.When you start living someone you just love everything about them.They are absolutely flawless for you.But when you come closer to them,you begin to notice all the flaws.

This is the reason why friendship ends,marriages are broken.

This is life,whereby every person who sympathizes with our problem at the right time,seems to be our soulmate.We are so desperate to be loved that we end up being doubly hurt.

The connection I am talking about will come in your life at the right time.That right time may be little longer and may seem to be a lifetime for you but TRUST ME, when it comes ,you don’t have to run behind love ,instead love will follow you wherever you go.

Wait and watch.!