#karma

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  • shilpagk 6h

    Karma

    Karma will give you dejavu moments. You will soon find yourself saying, 'oh! I have said the same shit'




    ©shilpagk

  • dishuuu 1d

    #karma #mirakee

    KARMA is a loyal Lover❤️
    Just take care of it✨

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    One who says that karma is a bi*ch.
    He or She has already done that bi*chful thing to get back his or her worthy results.

    ©dishuuu

  • devilsangelforever 2d

    Ego vs Love

    In a world where ego is bigger than love.
    Innocence lost to ignorance, betrayal, and hatred.
    ©devilsangelforever

  • pranalishah 3d

    - Humanity -

    As humans, our only religion is humanity,
    the ultimate way we build and have a beautiful karma...

    ©pranalishah

  • pnair87 5d

    ‘You deserve this...’
    You , Me , or Karma says this !!!


    ©pnair87

  • wakandu 1w

    KARMA SAYS

    "Me kuch nahi bola tum log mera naam lena bandh karo"
    ©wakandu

  • sanjeevanik 1w

    तेज

    जे लोक नुसतेच नावाने नव्हे पण आपल्या कर्माने आणि कर्तुत्वाने मोठे असतात त्यांच्या मुखावरील तेज अनन्यसाधारण असते ..
    ©sanjeevanik

  • niviee 1w

    Our Karma is not to 'do' but to 'inspire' others' Karma
    ©niviee

  • premzjr_ 2w

    Karma

    People believe karma is a supernaturally happening boomerang or something. I call it a fancy word for Butterfly effect and/or Domino effect.
    ©premzjr_

  • battleofminds 2w

    Fact is,
    We all have one Shweta in our life.
    ©battle.ofminds

  • vikkoo 2w

    Do your "karm" and die.
    When you live with this creed, you won't hear the noise of the world, the doubters, the naysayers, the haters, the afraid, the pessimists. You only hear the whispers of time, of the universe, telling you "You will be missed when you are gone"
    Do not live to please people, but to better them.
    And then leave.

    ©vs

  • pnnnkssnishu 2w

    KARMA

    Nothing serious but
    Just pray that
    KARMA gets you for your sin
    Before I personally HAVE to intervene

    ©pnnnkssnishu

  • reshma_kausar_mohideen 2w

    A TALE OF SURROGACY.

    There was a complete silence in the room. Arthak said, "Don't you remember you are still my wife? You should do this for me as it's your duty." Unwilling to even talk, Khanak replied, "I am your wife just on papers & for you, not more than a tissue paper. Even now you wish to use and throw me." To which Arthak put forth a deal saying, I will pay for your service and that shall help you in raising your daughters." She broke down and asked, Oh, my daughters! Is it? How much am I going to be paid for this noble deed and will that amount be suffice to raise my daughters, get them educated and settled, do you really think so?“ She continued, "Why only me, any other woman can do this task for you?" Arthak heived a deep sigh and replied, "Well, because I don't want any random woman to bear my child, I have a class, you know. Furthermore, I trust you, I know you.“

    Khanak then asked him to enter a contract with her to which he initially refused but later the greed of a son got him to sanction the contract papers. The only condition he kept was his second wife (Vrushali) shouldn’t come to know about this unless the baby was born.
    Khanak accepted the proposal as she decided to trust her fate one last time.

    The following nights smuggled the sleep from her eyes and gifted the tears of past painful memories to Khanak. The way Arthak used to force himself on her every night ,multiple times as a punishment for bearing girls, taunted her, tortured her by making her starve, humilated her in front of his friends, hit their daughters to relieve his exasperations and there is no end to the list. Some marks on her body were still prominent which never let her forget the past. A bit of her flimsy soul was stuck in the thorns of past ,every time she endeavoured to move ahead stronger, it would cause her soul to tear a bit more.

      Next week, Arthak, Vrushali and khanak went to meet the gynaecologist to commence the process of surrogacy. Since, Vrushali's uterus was not fit to bear the weight of a foetus, they were suggested to go for surrogacy. The treatment started, Khanak was pregnant once again but this time she wasn't the biological mother. It was Vrushali's and Arthak's baby breathing in Khanak's womb. Khanak accepted the proposal as she decided to trust her fate one last time.

    The following nights smuggled the sleep from her eyes and gifted the tears of past painful memories to Khanak. The way Arthak used to force himself on her every night ,multiple times as a punishment for bearing girls, taunted her, tortured her by making her starve, humilated her in front of his friends, hit their daughters to relieve his exasperations and there is no end to the list. Some marks on her body were still prominent which never let her forget the past. A bit of her flimsy soul was stuck in the thorns of past ,every time she endeavoured to move ahead stronger, it would cause her soul to tear a bit more.

      Next week, Arthak, Vrushali and khanak went to meet the gynaecologist to commence the process of surrogacy. Since, Vrushali's uterus was not fit to bear the weight of a foetus, they were suggested to go for surrogacy..The treatment started, Khanak was pregnant once again but this time she wasn't the biological mother. It was Vrushali's and Arthak's baby breathing in Khanak's womb. Arthak and Vrushali took proper care of not only Khanak but also her daughters for those nine months. Those days were like gold plated coins for her which were actually of no value from within but they glazed from outside.


        Khanak was not able to understand whether she lost or gained something. She had got numb many years ago thus was unable to feel anything.

        Vrushali took a month’s span to be back to her senses in a proper way. She was confused. The son she had in her arms did not felt like her own as she did not bear it in her womb and the added responsibility of raising such child as a single parent got her petrified and in a dilema.

    Cherry on the cake was when Khanak disclosed the secret contract to Vrushali between her and Arthak which they had entered into, a year ago, as per to which khanak was to be given away 3/4th portion of Arthak's property if a baby boy was born about which Vrushali was kept in the dark until now. Unwillingly, Vrushali had to abide by the clauses of the contract.

    Vrushali anyways, got attached to the baby after a few months and never married again as marriage had left the ugliest of scars on her heart. She strived hard to raise a gentleman unlike her husband.
        Khanak on the other side got engrossed in raising her daughters as strong independent women unlike her, vulnerable and uneducated.
     Vrushali, khanak and their children never met each other ever after.

         Now, the question is who was the real tissue paper of the story?? Khanak who was used by Arthak to bear his child, Arthak himself who was just let to stay alive to father a son but couldn’t gain the pleasure of raising him and feed his false pride or Vrushali who married an already married man in the hope that she would bear a son and greed to enjoy his wealth all her life but when Arathak came to know that she can't, he took such a big decision pertaining to both of them I.e. of choosing the surrogate mother and transferring more than half of the property to khanak without her consent or the baby who was born not out of love but out of greed, ego and false pride and societal pressures.

    #surrogacy #son #father #mother #mirakee #mirakeeworld #writersnetwork #writerscommunity #sadness #happiness #grave #garth #lullabies #lament #daughters #karma #repentance #death #life #propety


    *Reshma kausar Mohideen.*

    *Insta Handle: sword_of_word_86.*

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    A SURROGARE SON.

    (Destiny is so unpredictable and unfair.)


    reshma_kausar_mohideen
    ©reshma_kausar_mohideen

  • arfi_h 2w

    Karma neither forgets nor forgive
    Even
    The person has..

  • radha_bajaj3 2w

    Karma says..

    Cheating is a choice , not a mistake
    And loyalty is a responsibility , not a choice.

    ©radha_bajaj3

  • porcupine 3w

    Karma comes

    Karma is going to hit
    Like a tonne of bricks
    Karma will not miss
    It has a bunch of tricks
    Karma will not shift
    It will include you in it's mix
    Karma won't slow one bit
    It will make you sick
    Karma will not quit
    It may be quiet and quick
    Karma will make you think
    It may be loud and slick
    Karma's time begins to tick
    As your candle begins
    To burn it's wick
    ©porcupine

  • thebhavnasaxena 3w

    Name

    When you have crawled
    Through deserts and all
    You want is a river to drink from,
    Remember my name.
    When your sins overflow your
    Heart, and the day of judgement
    Knocks upon your door,
    Remember my name.
    Remember, how you choked me
    To death, in the pretense of a
    Lover's embrace, I still remember
    The fire where you left me to burn,
    As I watch another innocent
    Become your prey, so when you go
    To sleep tonight and feel the
    Icy hand of a ghost run down
    Your cheek, say my name,
    'Cause I'll be watching,
    I love the way your lips
    Tremble with fear as they
    Form my name.
    ©thebhavnasaxena

  • journeyofsouls 3w

    Karma

    Have you ever said "why me" why is god doing this to me. Then think again. We are creating good or bad karmas every day every hour every minute. So if you have ever said bad and nasty things to any one. Or did anything wrong. Please go and say Sorry to them. Without expecting them to forgive you. And accept it that you did bad to them. Dont expect them to accept your sorry. Love them anyway...
    ©journeyofsouls

  • battleofminds 3w

    Injustice happening today might not be bothering you today,
    But this will definitely bother you in the future.
    ©battle.ofminds

  • porcupine 3w

    Karma wins

    Some people will never learn
    One day it will come back
    Blind to see what will come
    Their only chance is to pack

    They won't know beforehand
    A surprise waiting out of sight
    A gift that they won't like
    They will want to take flight

    Moving to them at any moment
    Something that will scare
    Instantly they will be sorry
    Just like their worst nightmare

    They will pray that it ends
    But nothing they do will help
    They will not realize that
    It's just the start of the welts

    It may be years away from now
    Or it may be soon and quick
    But they will never forget
    When they are what karma picks
    ©porcupine