Learning to write.....
A smile vanished all the marks of tears on my face. A hope of living my dreams seeded in my heart.
No, this world is not safe for my daughter. Yes, I am scared. I am scared of men of all ages.
This is a true recent incident where at one side was a sexist speaker and on the other hand, were doctors who respected women and left the front rows empty.
He was the first in whom I had seen respect for women, attraction towards me, the seriousness of relationships and something that made me love him.
I see your dreams fulfilled and I can feel the pain of the broken pieces of my dreams. I know you are no more mine, neither am I yours.
When you refuse to give up...hoping for a miracle!
The stereotype of women with questionable character is alive and well in the 'sanskaari' Indian society who might not say anything about them, but won't agree to make them part of their family.
A poem which says that you rise like a phoenix after a fall to become a new 'you'.
A hatred that murdered a relationship but couldn’t murder the love within, the love that had the power to go beyond the boundaries of religion to save humanity, to save lives. Hiding behind an iron staircase, of a shop, I was trying to protect myself. They were on the roads, roaring harshly, with blood in […]
I'd prefer to be the unsociable daughter-in-law, rather than the alternative our mothers have been - submissive daughters in law who agree to all social taboos.
And yes, when you don't respect your mom, how will you respect me? Learn to respect women dear... and this learning must begin with your mom. All the best for your life - bbye!
You are unable to conceive. Should you go on through life feeling sorry for yourself? NO. Look around, and you'll see other ways of being happy!
The true story of a published author who found her passion for writing, and took it up as a goal to be published with her spouse's support.
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