Na jane kis Baat ka zorr hai..
Andar se shant hai man..
bahar bohot shor hai..!

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ज़रूरत ही क्या है धर्म,
जात या पहचान की,
बिन इनके भी तो बन सकते हो
तुम वजह इसके मुस्कान की।

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She was brutally RAPED by five DEMON'S in a COUNTRY where entire country was BUSY in WORSHIPING woman as GODDESS.
Bitter but truth!!

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He got ashamed of his doctor son

When got to know the greedy reality of his son

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तू दुर्गा है,  तू काली है,
कर खप्पर-खड्ग धारी है,  
तू आज की बर्बर दुनिया में,
मानवता की रखवाली है, 
अपना होकर अपनों पर, 
करे ज़ुल्म उसे स्वीकार न तू,  
मनुष्य होकर भी अत्याचारी हो,
उसको बढ़ के ललकार दे तू, 
तू ना दासी है, तू ना अबला है,
तू ना कल की बेचारी नारी है, 
स्वयं अधर्मी महिषासुर का, 
तू मर्दन करने वाली, 
तू  जननी है, तू ममता है,
तू भी जीने की अधिकारी है|

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Everytime she feared
when someone entitled her dear
was indoctrinated to make distance
and not let anyone know her residence.

What fault she did?
If she desired to get rid,
of all the evil eyes
which didn't let her rise.

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Human emotions are ingrained to provide appropriate stimuli to a particular event, based on the exposures and bonds engulfing a person's childhood. Attitude and perspective is moulded in the commencing years of a person's life and it remains cemented forever. A sadist, torturing the chastity of a female victim, was never born like that. His grim past scratches over the present body of the frail victim. A well nurtured thief, robbing the sadist at this precise moment, will show the doors of freedom to the victim because his mother's lullaby and tenderness still floats below his craze for wealth.

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A crestfallen day becomes gloomier when she stares blankly and recalls a harrowing experience from her past to plunge her into the phases of wailing weeps that will help her regain her stability. Sometimes, the grim past of a piercing remark, the dense stares at her features, the scars left by a deviant and the unhealed bruises clot her cognitive mind to a state of venomous void. That's when she'll turn towards him and utter one of the most fragile words of a shaken soul,
"Hold me."

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