#Metoo is really help women?

#Metoo is the word that every social media freak is talking about in India. Twitter is flooded with hell lot of stories that women were hiding for a decade I suppose. Thanks to social media revolution to open up the doors for the justice of suppressed women.

Guess , a woman asking to join you in the tea party and taking you in her car, and intoxicating you and raping till your penis bleed like hell, and leaving a word not to open up your mouth about it?

Or Guess a woman manager calling you in her cabin and unzipping her pants to asking you to please her to the hell and if you are about to spread a word about it, you might end up loos the job.

Dear men, will you be able to survive of this soul wreathing stories?. But women were hiding this and lived a horrible life about men. And had been warned not to speak up for the centuries.Now the back doors also closed for the filthy men.

Power and money has suppressed and made many women as whores and sluts on their eyes. Let us stand with them and raise our voices too. We should bring up them and give a justice to remember.

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To my unborn daughter of India

Dear Angel,

A letter from a poor village man, who deciding to get you on earth.
Your father is not super rich, politically inclined, lavish house owner. A thatched roof, illiterate cowboy living in the middle of the corn farm.

I ever wished to have you on my hand, I wished to dress like the princess of the heaven and take you on my head and come around the village. Me and your mum has realized the religious crooks and the majority based people have often put us apart the main land of village. I am scared of having you angel with me.

The humanity is at it’s height of slipping into the abyss. We are scared to let you walk alone, we are scared to let you go bravely and return safely. Wolves of human beasts are living among us. They will let you down dear, we are sorry.

It’s not six months old or six years old,or 16 years old, the wolves are waiting to hunt the girl. Stay in God’s hand till we are prepared to deal the human monsters.
Dear, you are too young to understand what I am writing on,I know your hands are flocking to hold my cheek.The days are coming, me and your mum will decide to make the preparations to invite you to be with us.

Angel, listen carefully.

The laws and it’s makers are big culprits of the society and they have the gates in the justice to let the rich and politicians fly away. The law and justice will never protect either your modesty or our life. We are living in a world of capitalist rulers who side the money and lust.

Take note of this while you prepare to come down earth.
Ask the God to make the paws of a lioness, to fight against the rapists.
Let the God give you the fierceness of a tigress to let rip apart the chest of a monsters.
Don’t forget to get the jaws of a Lion, to suck the blood of crooks.
Dear our safety in our hands , not in the hands of a ruler or a court room.
Me and your mum will be awaiting your happy arrival in few years!

Till then take care of you and write me a letter how do you feel there alone!

With Love,
Your dad to be.

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Time never sleeps

 

It’s you who slept,

And you let it go,

-Are you sure, does it sleep?

My Presidential Speech

You can shoot me if I am not,

What I supposed to be.

-I am a servant of my land!

How the justice is hanged : A short story

We all know that justice in India never becomes true or real. To explain more, I learnt a story to tell.

There were two railway tracks , one which is abandoned and never used. One which has frequently trains passing through it. There was a kid who knows he should never go to the track which has trains passing it and used to play around the old track.  One fine day, there were two kids came to play with track and the other warned them as it’s dangerous to play around the active track.

But they did bother least about that kid and continued playing around it. And few more kids came and they too started following the 2 kids and joined them and they forbid to join with the other kid. Thus there were many kids playing at the wrong track. The single kid used to play alone with the old track.

Suddenly there was a train coming in the track where many kids used were playing, and the driver was in real shock and he would up in big accident if he has to apply with break. And if he has to go on the active track he has to kill many kids.

In a sudden dilemma he decided to ran over the old track and kill one kid thus saving the people in the train and many kids.

Here, the kid which was playing in the old track was sure that there won’t any train coming in and he was in side of truthfulness. But has so sacrifice in order to save many people who were at wrong side.

Likewise, the lawmakers kill the truth and justice in favor of the politicos and the rich people saving the wrong doers.

The moral of the story:

1. The kids on the active track was really wrong and what they did was against the justice.
2. The train driver who ran over the old track to save people in train and the kids is really a criminal.
3. The single kid who was playing in the old tack knowing the truth there wont be any train was really a victim of justice.

We all face this everywhere, when many people do a wrong thing it becomes right thing. When a single person stands against the wrong doing, becomes a victim of life!!!

A new day begins

 

Stains left on the heart

Stories written on the way

-Leave it on the street!