Heya..Not in the mood for greetings today, so putting my point straightaway..

What do you feel about parents?..They are the bestest gift of God.. They are actually God in disguise.. They sacrifice all of their comfort for us..

But lately I have realised (I dont know if you have or haven’t) that parents force their dreams on us.. They want us to live the life that wasn’t available to them.. What they want from us is to live our lives, the way they want us to..To listen to everything they say..They want us to put aside all our dreams, aspirations, ambitions to fulfil their constant demands of scoring and getting a comfortable lifestyle..

When we are born, well then they can’t ask for anything cause we are too young to listen to them..But when are young, they control us in the forms of punishments and praises..

You completed your homework on time, now you are a good girl”..

“You didn’t greet Banglore wali taiji (the aunt from Banglore), how illmannered are you?..”

Score good marks in your board exams”

“Get admitted to a decent college”

“Mrs. Kakkar’s daughter is having a package of 12 lacs, why are you always redeeming in front of all my friends?”

“When I was about your age, I used to cook so well”

“You have been provided everything na, so you won’t understand its worth”..

And when we get older, when we try to neglect all their words, they try to blackmail.

Your father won’t be able to digest all your deeds..Something bad will happen to him..

We are only asking you to meet the boy.. We are quite broadminded we aren’t asking you to marry him..

All we want is for you to be happy..

We have been through your age..We have seen the world more than you.

Unfortunately, parents think marriage is the magical solution to every problem around us..The only we now are being asked of is tosettledown…

I wish I could someday explain all my feelings to my parents..More than that what I crave for is them to understand..I know they will never know what it feels with everyone to love you but no one to understand..


Letz take a look..

Come and take a look behind the curtain,
You will view a different gal thatz for certain..

She hums the songs,that can make your heads turn..
She reads the books, that can have the lives burn..

She is no poet,but the poem itself
Give her enough rope & she will climb herself..

She wants no sympathy but someone to hear,
She dies inside everyday, yet let her smile cheer..
Beneath the coats of smiles & jokes
She lives a life where the humanity chokes..

She is full of flaws,not at all kind..
Always confused, her sanity is hard to find..

She is a piece of blank coloured paper
With no poetry or animation..
The kind of gal who can always strike
to an artist or writers fascination..

She isnt pretty but one of a kind
In the ways she embraces herself..
An ordinary gal with an extraordinary mind
Neither the vamp nor the fairy or the tiny little elf..👻<<


The daddy’s little gal is confused tonight..
Her mind and heart are at a fight..

The goals which once were clear are blurred here
She got scenarios in her head, that are hard to bear…

Screaming,she asks herself
Are only tears meant for her eyes..
She is swinging along the way of truths & lies..

Under the stars,she is looking at the sky..
She cant fake it anymore, wants to fly..

📃Her life- A crumpled paper📑❗️

Her life was a crumpled piece of paper

As empty as a broken shell

You brought in it the bright winter sunshine

Taking away the pale frights, the pains, and fears of hell..

She was always scared between the blue

From ghosts and spirits, the monsters untrue..

Apart from the imaginary, the living ones would scare her off

The stories of rape & molestation

The masks people were not ready to take off..

You came in like a rainstorm

And sent your voice through the night

You sang the melodies with the raindrops

And broke her darkness with your light..

You shielded her from the cold, the icy winter frost..

Heard the tale of the girl who always seemed so lost.

Your tiny eyes had bountiful love within,

That calmed the storm of agitation which in her had begin..

She does not know how to say this say

But believe her when she says it is true..

That there can’t be a better husband

Than the one she has found in you..

Our society♥️

Hello fellows!..Society is an internal part of our lives and we an indispensable member of it.

Some of the days we laugh and cry with them while on others we laugh and cry due to them. Society is a mere name given to the people like us, who judge, question and react on every action of ours like the way we do.. Despite our million grieviances, we can never really live without them.

Through a poem, here I am going to present a brief description of what society is.

Hey, let me make u meet the society

The ones, there with you in virtues and sins,

We are the ones who show you the path

And then create hinderances when it begins..

We are there to share your happiness

Will always comfort during your stay

Please feel free to be yourself

Until all your deeds are justified in our way..

We will praise you for the beauty,

But will tear it off when in excess..

We will bully you for smiling

And will question when you are in distress..

What we want is you to be happy

But only when its we who make the rule..

We will treat you as the indestructible genius..

But for us you are nothing more than a fool..

You can fall in love with anyone..

Only if we are granted the right to choose..

Being in love is not a crime

But we always have the authority to refuse..

So, now when you are here

Acquaint yourself with the laws,

Cause Every decision of yours would be shaped in our views

As we the society, can never be put at pause..

If you want to change the way the society thinks about you, change your point of view about people..🙏🏻

What do you feel about the society. Do comment. I am all ears to all your views..❗️

Caste Reservation⁉️

Hello world!..

All of my Indian friends would be acquainted with the idea of reservation in India..To all those who aren’t let me provide a brief description of the concept of reservation..It is

Allocation of seats in most of the fields for some castes which had been oppressed by the so called upper castes in the ancient times..

The concept of caste reservation usually disgusts the so called upper castes now who forget the ways in which they harassed and opressed the people who were not like them. Either it be untouchability or any other kind of discrimination, we have always been harsh to our brothers belonging to different communties. And today by providing some quota or reservation, we feel as if we have performed a great deed of kindness or service for them.

Since my birth, I never understoodthis discrimination being adopted on this holy land of India. But now wherever I go, I realise it being practiced. I wish to know who are we to decide a human’s superiority over the other? Who are we to treat people as unequals? Somedays I wonder, that India has still not developed due to this sick and conservative mentality of the Indians..

In the end, what I want to say is that we are not doing any favour by providing the reservation, It is their right..And more than the reservation they want respect. They deserve respect. They deserve love..But it is a shame that we are full of ourselves that we forget humanity…We forget the actual meaning of fraternity..

For the sake of love❣️

The name Anank still had the power to set her heart racing and to give her goosebumps..She had around a thousand memories associated with that name..Indelible memories..She still thinks how they were inseparable, how he was taking her marriage with Anank for granted, how he was the first thought of her morning, how her days ended with him on the phone, how he used to sing lullabies to make her fall asleep..How she was would call him until her phone was recieved..How much he worshipped her..How he treated her like a goddess..How much she laughed when she was with him ( O God! She hasn’t laughed like that since three years now) What a special feeling it was..What a wonderful relation and at a sudden..BOOM..All of was gone..All of the love and what was left was a void..A sense of loss..A deep sense of helplessness..A sense of longing..And to fill the hole that his absence has created, her parents produced Arjun as a consolation..

Arjun who belonged to the same community and earned well, hence wad regarded a perfect match for her..And for her parents’ desires her feelings had long ago choked..Its been three years since she got married to Arjun..Arjun is good, he is fun loving, good looking, caring, respects Her, is loyal and fulfils all her needs..He is what a woman needs..He understands her and at times apologises when needed..But he is not Anank..

With him too, she misses the rawness that her relation with Anank had..She wishes not to had forcefully given up on Anank..She wishes a life with him..But as has been said

Some people aren’t meant to be..God sends some of the people only to teach us a lesson..

She misses him..

What do you feel about arranged marriages?..Please do comment..Want to hear your views❣️