Some of us are Hindu, Muslim, Sikh, or Christian, We also follow Mahavira and Budhha with devotion, But we must have to spread humanity in this world Because every religion taught to be first "human".
इंसान पहले इंसान फिर हिन्दू मुसलमान
~आचार्य श्री तुलसी
_________________________________________________ अगर हर मज़हब में इंसान होना सिखाया जाता है। हर धर्म के मायने एक हैं मक़सद एक हैं, फिर भेद क्यों? इतने दंगे क्यों? नाम अलग होने से क्या फर्क पड़ता है, खुदा तो एक ही है।
It reminds me of the end the end of everything the end of my metaphors the end of my poetries and prolly, the end of me!
It reminds me of those starry nights. The nights which we used to spend together, on that roof! Now, stars are covered with grey color clouds. The starry nights converted into the darkest ones. Even my days are dark! The roof is empty and prolly, me too!
It reminds me of your exquisite smile which was reason of my smile! Don't know why my eyes are teary now while writing about that smile and my pen is bleeding like a bleeding wound! Perhaps, because it "was" the reason...
It reminds me of you! A major part of me, years back! The one whom I used to adore, the most! But the one who left me broken Amidst my anxiety And my sleepless nights!
It reminds me of zephyr of your breath, which is now freezing my dead soul in this cold December night! Slowly slowly exsanguinating my heart, my broken heart!
It reminds me of my past where you were my present promised me for future but remained in my past and incomplete poetries!
*Because she was a girl?* °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°
// They didn't want a girl 'from' their son but now, They want a girl 'for' that young boy, isn't it strange! Dates changed and years have changed, Hoping... that someday, they will also change. //
"How a girl will help them in bright future" With this thought, they prayed for a boy, With torture and pressure on the mother, They spoiled her pregnancy period and joy.
They used many ways for assuring a male child, Some were superstitions, some were illegal notions, By chance, a girl took birth instead of boy, They cursed the mother, for not approving 'abortion.'
They got a baby boy, after that girl, Otherwise they would have killed the lady, They were 'educated illiterates' who don't know That this all is in that divine soul's custody.
They bounded the girl in society's imaginary chains, And put restrictions on her in several ways, They didn't let her live with internal peace, Neither they allowed her to study, and to play.
Mercilessly, they cut out wings of that innocent girl, Because they did't want her to fly, They suppressed the voice of the blue infinite space, Which, for her, had turned into 'grey coloured sky'.
They hurt her mental health every time and Tortured her like she doesn't have feelings and heart, The whole world shouted, about so called 'equality', But she was ill treated, unlike her male counterpart.
She was born purely innocent and beautiful, With exquisite eyes, full of infinite unfulfilled dreams, Her beauty faded soon, due to this torture, And her soothing voice had turned into screams.
Her wishes, her happiness were completely killed, Whole family looked at her, as if she was a burden, She became mentally depressed and ill, And was wishing for a 6 feet grave in her garden.
No one supported her, no one listened to her, Her scars, her pains were killing her from inside, Breathing became more tougher for her, So on one fine day, she commited suicide.
No one showed significant regret on her death, Only one kind soul was crying, her mother, Rest all felt a relaxation from a 'burden', Her death, had not make them bother.
After few years, they demanded an educated girl For their grandson, with beautiful face and eyes, But they only had changed a cute girl into depressed They even enjoyed her depression, and her demise.
This directly indicates their very small thinking And their mind's extremely short range, They didn't want a girl 'from' their son but now, They want a girl 'for' that young boy, isn't it strange!
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NOTE :- Nowadays, this practice is rare, and it's really a very good news. But, it is 'rare', not ended. This practice is still practiced in few pockets of India (perhaps of world too). Many laws have made, but never implemented properly.
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