मेरी आँखों में जले तेरे ख़्वाबों के दिए
कितनी बेचैन हूं मैं यार से मिलाने के लिए
मेरे बिछड़े दिलबर तू जो इक बार मिले
चैन आ जाए मुझे जो तेरा दीदार मिले
मसीहा मेरे दुआ दे मुझे
करूँ अब मैं क्या बता दे मुझे
कोई रास्ता दिखा दे मुझे
मेरे यार से मिला दे मुझ
मेरे दर्द की दवा दे मुझे
कहीं ना अब सुकून है
कहीं ना अब करार है
मिलेगा मेरा साथिया मुझे तो ऐतबार है
इक मुलाक़ात ज़रूरी है सनम
इक मुलाक़ात ज़रूरी है सनम ❤️-
ଆଜିର ସମାଜରେ ଜଣେ ଝିଅ ନିଜ ପରିବାରରେ ମଧ୍ୟରେ ଅସୁରକ୍ଷିତ | ପ୍ରଥମେ ଆମେ ସେମାନଙ୍କ ପିତାମାତାଙ୍କୁ ନଚେତ୍ ବିଶ୍ୱସ୍ତ ବନ୍ଧୁକୁ ପରାମର୍ଶ ଦେବା ଉଚିତ୍ | ଆମେ ଝିଅମାନଙ୍କୁ କିପରି ନିଜର ସୀମାକୁ ସେଟ୍ କରିବେ ତାହା ଶିଖାଇବାକୁ ପଡିବ | ନିର୍ଦ୍ଦିଷ୍ଟ ବ୍ୟକ୍ତି ଦ୍ବାରା ଦିଆ ଯାଉଥିବା ମାନସିକ ଚାପ ଏବଂ ଯୌନ ନିର୍ଯାତନା ସମ୍ପର୍କରେ ସେମାନେ କିପରି ପରିସ୍ଥିତିର ସମ୍ମୁଖୀନ କରିପାରିବେ ତାହା ଶିଖେଇବା ଜରୁରୀ। ଅତୀତରେ ସୌମ୍ୟା ଭଳି ଅନେକ ଝିଅମାନଙ୍କର ଜୀବନ ଚାଲି ଯାଇଛି। ଏସବୁ ପାଇଁ ଦାୟୀ ଆମେ ନିଜେ । ଏହି ପୁରୁଷ ପ୍ରଧାନ୍ୟ ଦେଶରେ ନାରୀ ମାନଙ୍କର ଅସ୍ତିତ୍ୱ ମୂଲ୍ୟହୀନ । ଜଣେ ନାରୀକୁ ଏ ଭାରତୀୟ ସମାଜ ସହଜରେ ନ୍ୟାୟ ଦେଇ ପାରେନି । ନିଜର ଝିଅ ଓ ଭଉଣୀକୁ ସତର୍କତା ସହ ଉଚିତ୍ ପଦକ୍ଷେପ କିପରି ନେବେ ସେ ସମ୍ପର୍କରେ ଅବଗତ କରାନ୍ତୁ । ଜଣେ ନାରୀର ବିଶ୍ୱସ୍ତ ବନ୍ଧୁ ସେ ନିଜେ । ସେଥିପାଇଁ ନିଜକୁ ଏବଂ ନିଜର ଶକ୍ତି, ସାମର୍ଥ୍ୟକୁ ଜାଣନ୍ତୁ । ଅନ୍ୟାୟ ବିରୁଦ୍ଧରେ କହିବାକୁ ଚେଷ୍ଟା କରନ୍ତୁ । ନିଜକୁ ଅବଳା ଓ ଦୁର୍ବଳା ନ ଭାବି ସୌମ୍ୟା ଭଳି ଝିଅମାନଙ୍କର ଜୀବନ ବଞ୍ଚାଇବାକୁ ଚେଷ୍ଟା କରନ୍ତୁ ।
#Justice_for_Soumya-
I wish I could talk to my family members about my mental state that how much I miss them. I am suffering from depression. They are far away from me. I am gradually disappeared from their group. They didn’t give a single try too to find out me. Feeling missing out. I am completely lost my way now. I am alone. No home. No family. No identity.
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Intimacy is love. Love is not intimacy. I fell in love by someone’s words. I haven’t not separated intentionally. Because I didn’t love him either intentionally too. Everything happens for a reason. Love is divine always. The way you worship someone it shows in their words. Once in my past I had intimacy with his words. It was holy pure soul. I hope someday he’ll understand about it.
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I have stopped blaming myself. Because in past whatever happened with me, it was not my fault. I was planned to do mistakes by others. My parents, friends, relatives, teachers were the reason for what makes me feel guilty today. It’s like a system of impurity. When a river gets polluted it’s not the fault of the river . It’s the fault of objects which makes the water polluted. So I have decided to blame myself each and every time. It’s their fault for whom I am suffering yet. But I will change the system & I will repair my soul again.
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एकं सद् विप्रा बहुधा वदन्ति
"Truth is one, the wise call it by many names”-