Bas ek nazar thi, ek lamha tha,
Ek baar dekha, aur main kho hi gaya.
Usne, kuch kiya bhi nahi,
Aur mujhe, kuch ho bhi gaya.

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Kitna kuch tha,
dekhne ko jaanne ko.
Magar ye mann
uss chhote se chhupe huve me atka raha.

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I will love you  
as democracy loves distractions,  
as silence loves secrets,  
as ambition loves collateral damage,  
and as truth loves hiding behind a paywall.  

I will love you  
as the society loves ignorance,  
as religious ideologies love dividing,  
as news loves rumours,  
and as destiny loves to laugh while rewriting our plans. 

I will love you  
as patriarchy loves obedience,  
as history loves being selective,  
as bureaucracy loves to ping-pong,  
and as justice loves to nap through the revolution.  

I will love you  
as nationalism loves outrage,  
as textbooks love sanitizing truth,  
as power loves applause over accountability,  
and as hope loves to vanish just before the miracle.  

I will love you  
as tradition loves unquestioned loyalty,  
as gossip loves a good funeral,  
as logic loves being ignored in WhatsApp forwards,  
and as time loves to run out when you finally know what to say. 

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Thousands killed by religion.
Faith heals, unless you're inconvenient.

Corruption rots every public institution.
Bribes work faster than paperwork.

Politicians sell dreams, hoard wealth.
Promises expire after election day.

Justice delayed, justice denied daily.
Courts nap while victims age.

Caste decides life and death.
Ancient hierarchy, modern cruelty included.

Farmers protest, governments turn blind.
Annadata, until votes are counted.

Children starve beside overflowing grain.
Malnutrition builds national character apparently.

Education sold to the highest bidder.
Degrees come with hidden charges.

Healthcare bankrupts the poor overnight.
Free checkups, if you survive.

Women broken, blamed, then forgotten.
Safety tips include them staying indoor.

Dowry deaths normalized by tradition.
Marriage or murder, same ceremony.

Tribal lands stolen for profit.
Progress bulldozes ancestral homes daily. — % &Media dances to corporate tunes.
Truth depends on ad revenue.

Youth radicalized by empty promises.
Hope replaced with hashtags and rage.

Environment sacrificed for short-term gain.
Green seems to be out of fashion.

Water privatized, rivers run dry.
Thirst is a luxury now.

Cities choke, forests disappear quietly.
Development means breathing less daily.

Disabled ignored in policy drafts.
Inclusion ends at the headline.

Minorities treated as vote banks.
Diversity counts only during campaigns.

History rewritten for political glory.
Facts adjusted for national pride.

Democracy gasps under rising hate.
But hey, at least elections are punctual. — % &

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Money corrupts minds, power makes it normal.
Justice delays truth, time kills hope.
Faith unites hearts, politics splits souls.
Tradition comforts some, controls many others.
Love begins pure, caste poisons slowly.
School teaches facts, not free thought.
Work builds lives, inequality breaks backs.
Culture celebrates pride, hides deep wounds.
Marriage starts bright, ends in court.
Religion offers peace, rituals block entry.
Respect is earned, status steals it.
Freedom feels light, fear shuts doors.
Ambition grows strong, gender cuts roots.
Desire feels human, shame makes it dirty.
Voice speaks truth, silence is forced.
Law writes rights, influence rewrites them.
Talent shines bright, nepotism dims light.
Hope stays alive, neglect kills slowly.
Rights sound loud, denial makes them invisible.
Dreams rise high, society pulls down.
Pain asks help, stigma locks it out.
Truth stands firm, reaction turns violent.
Change knocks hard, tradition bolts shut.
People try hard, systems crush them.

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Cooking has become patriarchy.
Festivals have become unpaid labor.
Tradition has become silent obedience.
Religion has become purity policing.
Family has become caste hierarchy.
Home has become invisible work.
Culture has become curated restraint.
Cinema has become soft control.
Education has become boxed ambition.
Marriage has become legal warfare.
Motherhood has become sacred sacrifice.
Love has become caste loyalty.
Desire has become private guilt.
Ambition has become public shame.
Freedom has become whispered rebellion.
Choice has become social betrayal.
Voice has become unwanted noise.
Work has become double burden.
Beauty has become bridal currency.
Respect has become folded fear.
Rights have become inconvenient demands.
Resistance has become quiet fire.
Woman has become contested ground.
Body has become battleground terrain.
Existence has become daily protest.

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Likh kar mita bhi dena chahiye,
Kabhi kabhi.
Har baat batane ki ho,
Ye zaroori toh nahi.

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Mujhe jashnn manane ko wajah nahi,
Bas ache log, aur ek jagah kaafi hain.

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ताउम्र मंदिरों के चक्कर काटे,
दूसरों के मंदिरों को नकारते हुवे.
और ये तुमने मंदिर में नहीं सीखा था.

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Kisi ki dua se tu uthe na uthe.
Par baddua lekar zaroor girega.

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