Once there was a..... (Part -II)

She lost the self confidence but not the hope.
She loved him like no one else can.
She cared for him like no other can.

I remember the day, i was sitting in the patio and she came, sat on the ground and she put her head on my laps.
She said
"I'm not happy, but yes, I'm the reason of his smile.
I'm not living the love .... like I always wanted. But yes, his eyes shines with me and when I see him smiling, everytime I find him happy.... I do smile.
But yes.. I'm loosing myself for making me perfect for him.
Am I wrong?"
"Wrong?" I looked at her while combing her soft hair with my fingers.
She continued "yes! This should never be any reason to get confused like this. Why can't I be happy for him, his happiness, his joy, his satisfaction.
Why can't I make myself to feel good without any hesitation?
Why.... 

Am I this much selfish?
Doesn't he deserve to be happy like this?"

"Don't you deserve to be happy from ur core?" I questioned.
"I don't know anything" she looked up and it was a tear rolling out from her eye on the cheek that  looked like a golden pearl cz of the red sky of evening.

I asked her to look at the sky.... See the dusk.
"Sun sets... Everyday. But it always know that it'll rise next day.
Do you have idea... When will you be happy, while being in this relationship?
He is happy with you cz you are giving.
When will you get the same love .... that you always gave to him."

She looked into my eyes. But didn't utter a single word.

May be, she too was looking for the same answer.

I can't breathe

My skin color can't make me 

to accept the inhale of frippery.

George,
I'm sorry to know that you died and finally met the peace, where no color discrimination works.
But you know what, here back on earth... We all are united for the justification of the inhuman behaviour...done to you.
The crowd unite, cry and hope ....even will made this revolution to give you justice. But deep down in their heart... Racism will stay.
Racism is not about just color, but many more things that we all know.
But why?... This is my question. Why we can't just stop being superior?
Why can't we treat others like just normal human?
I always think .... Is My color, my caste, my physique, my society, my clothes only my introduction?
Can't the person put some efforts to know me... Before judging me on my appearance?
Can't the person put some efforts to know the treatment I deserve before punishing me?
Why can't my appearance be judged with my pure and calm eyes and smile?
Why my color dominates over my politeness, my talent, my character?
Why my persona get much respect over my character?

---Narayani
   (Another black.... like you)

Karma works

समंदर भी भाप बन

इस आग का ग्रास बना है,

तेरी तो फिर बिसात ही क्या है?

पाप कर्म से तो

ब्रह्मा का भी शीश कब बचा,

तो तेरे आसुओं में गंगा कहा है?

Sometimes, it's easy to do a sin and realize our mistake.

But is this how the karma works?

If You have made a sin and then you should be prepared for the pay back too.

Realisation can helps you to distinguish the difference between the punishment and the pay back of your karma.

#karma_works

Be your own dawn

.

In the endless dark...
After a hopeless night
That cool breeze on my face...
Made me to open the eye
N greet the first light.

The morning breeze
Feed my soul with hope,
And my heart with strength

I've seen the struggle that dawn made
That just severe the murky to make sky pale
It brawled to end the every sign of inks
And that rage then come to shine,
To make it's own.... The entire sky.

Indian railways step forward for labours.

 मिल गए पहिए उन कदमों को,

अब शायद जा के उस भी अपनी मिट्टी मिले।

जिंदगी जो धोखे पर उतर आई है

शायद उसे भी मां की गोद मिले।

यूं तो परिवार की बेबसी का सहारा बन वो चौखट से बाहर आया था,

घर के चूल्हे की ताप... आज बस अपने बच्चो के निवाले कि उम्मीद में तड़के उठे।

मंदी के इस दौर में मजबूती भी मजबूर हुई

लेकिन उम्मीदों की इस कड़ी में ,

आज जा के वो बचपन की गली से तो मिले।।

--- नारायणी

मेरे देश का मज़दूर...

मजबूत है,

मजबूर नहीं।

It is glad to know that indian railways has taken a strong initiative for the migration of labour to their home state. 

A huge congratulations to people suffering from this issue and respect to the government.

Once there was a.....

It's been more than 4 years, still she can remember that all like it happened just yesterday.
That first love😍..... Those butterfly feeling in stomach 😂.... Everything.

She wanted to be his support in his hard times but she didn't know..... how?
In his bitterly hard time.... She wanted to be with him to say everything will be all right.

I remember, she wore his favourite colour blue and drove to his place for the first time.
She reached, hugged him and was saying every beautiful word to lighten his heavy heart. But ..
She felt a hand moving in her dress, she pushed him and said I'm not here for this all. Please, don't do that.
I want that... And don't worry, nothing much will happen. You too will enjoy it. It's fun. He said
He look into her eyes... Don't you trust me?

She started to say... This is not about trust things. I'm not ready for this now. Try to understand. I don't want it. If you want it.... Lemme go then and. . . . 

He put his huge hand over her mouth and unbuttoned her pants. She was moving like a fish without water. He then put his hand on her throat and pressed it hard. It was hard for her to inhale, she was trying to get herself free.
But she couldn't.
After he set her free... She completed her words what kinda trust I should do on you.

He fall down on bed and was smiling. She got to know she'll never get her answers here.
She wore and left the place asap. She saw herself being followed by him.

She just didn't stop. 

There was a moment when she saw a heavy vehicle moving on road. And she decided to jump on it's way and get the peace she lost that day. 

She tried but failed.

He caught her....

I looked her from far. I walked to ask her but I noticed him and he was apologizing and she was not letting him touch her even on her shoulders.
They argued and he hugged her while she kept crying.
He hold her hand like was making some promises and left.

She with a smile, waved her hand to say bye 

and 

then turned and her eyes again starting flowing like she met a huge loss that couldn't be filled by words anytime.
She was moving her each step like a burden is moving with every next step.

I met her for the first time that day. Though I'm a girl full of life and fun... But from that day... I'm with her who can't even breath without a guilt. She lost her self respect, dignity and most important self confidence.

खामोशी

सिर्फ "आंखो का पानी" नहीं,

मेरा रोम रोम लहू की गाथा जानता है।

फिर भी अकसर "चुप" कह,

मेरे दर्द को...

खामोशी में धकेला जाता है।।

Few days back, I saw girl of 12-13 of high school.
She was behaving actually wierd and being a teacher I noticed her.
....
N tbh.... I scolded her, when she was screaming at her friend who was asking her for the lunch.
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On even after being scolded... She didn't join her friends for the lunch.
Then I went there n sat next to her n calmly asked her the problem.
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She was scared, i thought cz of me.
So, I comfort her..... I offered her cookies from my bag.
We talked a bit n then she said "Ma'am, meri dress me khun hai. Or muje pet me bhot drd ho rha h." ....
Suddenly her smile fades n she was almost crying.
I gave her another cookie. And asked if her parents gave her menstrual education or not.
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Unfortunately, she didn't know anything about this.
N she was actually scared. Her lips nd hands were shivering continuously.
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Then we talked for a while.
She listened to every detail I was saying about menstruation.
N also told her how to use the sanitary napkins.
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Dear parents,
Talk to ur child about every topic including the sensitive topic of menstrual cycle and sex too.
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My young fellows knowing about this thing is ur right n don't shy or hesitate in talking or asking about these all things.

#go_girl