My mom used to tell me, "The world is really wild" Not because you are a teen or adult, But because you are a "girl child".
"Don't keep flaunting your dress, Keep a scarf on your chest, Stay away from your male friends, What? were you laughing with them?"
Am i not meant to be happy? Or not free to flex my clothes? Is it a crime to be flabby? Or hear people say"why do you wear those"?
My clothes are the problem? Life was in peace, But someone said, "Girl something is visible from your shoulder" Ahaa! The strap or bra, That's where you focus gone colder.
But why don't boys, Keep their eyes, In a perfect manner, And let the girl feel safe in every corner.
Do clothes really define a girls character? What was the fault of that 2 months old toddler? Got raped by her own brother. What was the fault of that hijabi girl ? With just two eyes popping to see the world. What was the 65 years old womens fault? She was crying out loud in pain, But he was enjoying evey part of her vein.
Why don't this world understand? I don't want Superiority, I want equal priority. I want to enjoy those, night walks and funny talks, ecstasy. I want to feel safe at 3am. Travelling back home after, Working for my dreams. I want the driver to drop me safe, Instead of throwing me in a vacant building.
I want to feel safe at my own shelter, From my father, From my brother. I want to feel safe with my male friends, With my security guard, With my school professor, I want to live, I want to fill my journey, with happiness.
But, I am sorry to myself, I am sorry to my parents, I am sorry to all my near and dear ones. I know i am meant to survive, I know my dreams are yet incomplete.
But that fingers crossing, Each part of my body, Uff!! That devil touch. That painful moment. That Breathless instant. Won't allow me to live the life. So i am leaving you all. My soul isn't strong anymore. Take care ❤
When God made us sisters, He united the two best bonds together. Relation named as cousins, Actually best friends. A middle child of the family, A half slice of me. Not always together, But the bond we introduced is forever. The vibe is as perfect as mine. Trusting each other blindly. Waiting eagerly for another meet. The album's we create, With so many wierd pics, Has made our bond more brighter. The time I am upset, I can just scroll and text you, Boom! My mood swings. Whenever the work is incomplete, No worries just call mubby, And guess what? You are done with everything. Now, she is not a teen anymore. Life is now more complicated, Than her science subject. Happy birthday bhena❤
How happy the childhood was. The eagerness for the evenings, To play with stone and sticks, Marbles on knees,
Playing Hide And seek, And finding our friends. The one use to have Beyblade, Was the richest guy of the group.
Receiving two chocolates from our friend, On thier birthday, And making their celebration grand.
Making friends was just a hobby, But now we need a friend who is comely. How easy it was to kick people from our life by just saying, "Katti toh katti tu khaa matti mai khau chocolate" The second day we played with the same person we fought yesterday by just touching the two fingers with theirs and saying,"bucchi"
I never felt the needs of toys, Though it was infinite, But my childhood wasn't.
I am not that eager to be a billionaire, As compared to going through My childhood pictures, And wanting those days back.
"I'll weep on stranger's shoulder Rather then on known's "
Familiar faces will judge Let it be Good or bad Compliment or Criticism For Love or hate At time's take advantage of flaws Let fall you in Situations There ain't promises and secrets Kept for word well-defined as "Forever"