Okay so all set for New Year!!!
Psychologically an instant poet, Mentally an instant blogger, Academically a long lasting studious, And chemically predicament human being, It’s me Who welcomes you all in the crooked life of mine Well Nothing captivating here but still if you wish to enjoy an unbalanced mixture of salt and sugar, you have hit the right button.
Thursday, December 31, 2020
HAPPY 2021- LETS UNFOLD THE MIRACLES
Thursday, October 1, 2020
She Who is she A mother or a sister Or a daughter?
She can be you, I or anyone else for that matter,
But,
The true essence of being her is intact in every manner.
But how come does she rock and roll them all.
Or is she herself a Durga or Kali for the world to work..
Because the misery of her asks me questions thousand.
Despite her essence to run the world,
Why is she proclaimed to be a puppet for the men to have fun.
Then why does she have to endure all the pain.
why is her life confined to this scary nightmare.
Why is she supposed to suppress her trauma with silence.
is what she expected to feat,
Because the deaf and oppressive patriarchal society is ready to snitch her beam.
If being a "SHE" comes with these disrespectful freebies
Then how can she be a goddess instead she prefers lying like mummies..