Girls on period

 💥Being a boy I don't feel ashamed of talking about periods because I know this is something very important for women. I know how much it pain in those days girls and I also understand the mood swings you girls go through but I also know it's all natural.                       💥why do some girls complaint when there periods start ? On one hand,you are being very strong and talking about women empowerment and on another hand, you are crying in front of a man just because you are bleeding.                          💥 I still admit that the pain is like hell but it's natural and you have to bear it if you are a girl .                   💥 No man can take that pain away from you. No kisses, no hugs from a man work.                                   💥Why do you want a day off, when it's your first day?                                   💥 There are women who work day and night and they don't give a damn about their periods because hey it's again a very natural thing .                     💥 Stop making excuses for not working. This is also one of the biggest reason that a woman gives while working.                💥 I am not against you girls because my friends also also bear that pain but she knows that it's natural and it will be her life for 30-40 years So you can't take so many days off just because of your periods.         💥 The main message that I wanted to give you girls from this way just that don't exaggerate So much about periods. 💥And don't think that I am being so cruel to you, because my frnd also go through the same thing so I know both the things. 💕 💥                         Sunidhi... thank you so much Sharing with me about your periods. And hope you girls like it ND be always happy. 👏👏

Monster society

 

Imagine, you are a girl and in a relationship with a boy

and then, one day, all of a sudden, your father comes to know about

it. Instead of understanding the situation & asking you about the

boy you love, he holds you by your hairs, drags you down to a store

room, ties your hands & legs, hits you on your private parts as

punishment & then, sits on your breasts & slits your head from the

body in the name of HONOUR!

Such a traumatic description, Right? But this description has come

true in the city of Meerut in Uttar Pradesh, India.

The body that you see in the photograph is that of a 25-year-old girl

Shahina Qureshi whose father has beheaded her as she was "In

love with someone he disapproved of".

According to our preliminary investigation, Shahid Qureshi wanted

his daughter Shahina Qureshi to get married, so he fixed her

Marriage. However, Shahina didn't accept this proposal (as she was

in a relationship with someone else) after which her father got

enraged & beheaded his own daughter with a sharp-edged weapon.

He separated her head and threw it in a drain & wrapped her lower

body in a bedsheet and threw it on the road outside a local

graveyard.

SP Vineet Bhatnagar said, "After a night-long operation, we have

recovered the severed head of the slain girl from the drain. It was

wrapped in a Chunni (a long scarf). We have also recovered the

sharp-edged weapon that was used for the murder. Both Shahid

Qureshi & his wife Shehnaz Qureshi have been booked under IPC

Sec 302 (murder), 201(causing disappearance of evidence) & 120B

(criminal conspiracy)."

Meanwhile, talking to Shahid Qureshi, who is in police custody, said,

"I have no remorse. I tried hard to discipline her but failed. She used

to meet with her boyfriend. She disgraced us, so I finished her.”"

In this case, I would just say that if parents will do this to their

children, what can we expect from our Government? And that's the

reason, why in Bilkis Bano Gang-rape case, all the 11 convicts are

released.

I pray, no daughter or sister of this country goes through this horror

& also request @myogi_adityanath to look into this matter.

Thankyou!

Yours,

SACHIt Kumar Singh !

चीख कर रो लेना ज़्यादा आराम देह हैं

 कभी कभी किसी वजह से हम इतने दुखी हो जाते हैं कि दिल खोलकर रोने का मन करता हैं पर शायद इसलिए नहीं रो पाते हैं कि जो हमसे जुड़े हैं वह हमें रोता देख परेशान हो जाएंगे चलो हम मानते हैं कि आँखो में आ रहे हैं तो आसुओ को छुपा लेना तो आसान हैं पर यकीन करलो जो तुमसे दिल से जुड़े हैं वह तुम्हारे भरी गले की आवाज से समझ जाएंगे तुम्हारे रोने को तो फ़िर उनसे छिपना क्या .. इसलिए मुझे लगता हैं कि आँसुओ को बहा देना ज्यादा सही हैं चीख कर रो लेना ज्यादा आराम देह हैं जो जमा होकर शायद एसिड की तरह जलने लगे.. रो लीजिये अगर कंधा मुकम्मल नही हैं कि आप माँ की गोद में ही सर रख कर रोये या प्रेमिका के कंधे पे बस उसके सामने रोना जो तुम्हारे रोने को तुम्हारी कमजोरी ना समझे नही तो किसी रोज़ यह विस्फ़ोट करके सुनामी की तरह बाहर आयेंगी.. औऱ तब शायद आप इतने अकेले पड़ जाए कि कंधे की जगह बस कंक्रीट की दीवारें बची हो खंडहर सी शक्ल लिए.. मुझे तो रोने के लिए ना तो किसी का कंधा मिलता हैं और न ही किसी की गोद इसीलिए मैं कमरा बंद करके अकेले में रो लेता हूँ यकीन कर लो रोने के बाद दिमाग के साथ-साथ पूरा शरीर फ्रेश जाता हैं ! 

✍️ @संचित सिंह / सस्ता कवि 

मां

 हम सब में माँ है

माँ अक्सर मिल जाती है

हमारी आँख में,आँख के पानी में

हमारे दिल दिमाग़ में

बचपन,बुढ़ापे या जवानी में

नाक, होंठ या चेहरे की बनवाट में

उठने बैठने के तरीके

काम करने के सलीके

और बातोंकी बुनावट में

हमारी आदत में दिखाई देती है

गुनगुनाने में सुनाई देती है

वो याद में ही नहीं

स्वाद में भी होती है

उँगली पकड़ कर किए सफ़र

में ही नहीं,बाद में भी होती है

दुनिया का पहला अक्षर है वो

लहज़े में आवाज़ में शामिल

आने वाले कल और आज में

पिता से छुपाये राज़ में शामिल

उसके हाथ के जैसा खाना दुनिया में कहीं नहीं

मिलता, और ना मिलती है उसके गोद जैसी सुरक्षा

उसकी ख़ुशी जैसी ठंडक

उसकी डॉट जैसी डाँट

उतनी ही होती है वो हम में

जितनी फलों के पेड़ में फलों के

अलावा होती है लकड़ी

थोड़ी देर हम रहते हैं माँ के भीतर

फिर माँ रहती है हमारे भीतर

सारी ऊम्र....

Late-night thoughts

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I know, it kills you from the inside seeing you couldn’t save that person from going away.

I know how that feels.

              

I know how it has changed you as a person who could’ve been the happier version of you that you once used to be.

I know the feeling of saying no to someone who says they love you and you denying them because you know you’re incapable of loving anyone at all.

I know you’re enjoying your ‘ME time’ but eventually realising you’re lonely and you’re okay with that.

                    

I know how you sit there with nothing to do yet pretend to be busy instead of attending those ‘friendly’ calls. 

I know, that you know what they’ll tell you if you share your emotions to them.

I know you don’t even care about what they might assume about you.

I know of people threaten going away if you don’t change for your own good, you hold their hands and show them the door.

Yeah yeah, the world is a better place when you have good people around you, they say, but then what if you decided to believe in this new existence of yours?

I know that feeling.

The aggression of wanting to be loved and to be left alone, I know the fight behind that pretentious smile.

The grudges you hold against the person who knew they could’ve saved you from that and the slight hint of thankfulness of the fact they actually didn’t.

I know.

I know you thought you are helpless and there’s nobody on this planet who will ever understand.

But I’m here to tell you,

I know.

#theimmaturestoryteller #love #life #latenightthoughts #nevergiveup #thankful #relationship #relatable #peace #peaceofmind #lonely #together #friends #goals #dontcare

Mother's day 2021 ❤️

 Dear Ma,

This is not just another post for you today.

This is,

For the one person who got up all night to make sure I study for my test I eventually failed.

To the woman who scribbled my marks from 23 to 42 just so I could be saved from my father's beatings.

To a super power who'd stay on a fast but serve food to the whole family without a glitch.

This is for the woman who won't sleep till I get back home no matter whatever be the reason.

The lady who's responsible for my haircut till I was 12!

The woman who'd freak out if my school uniform were still wet while I would get ready.

A super woman who'd know all my terrible secrets but pretend she didn't know anything..

Whose pictures from years ago make me imagine how did time pass away so fast..

But when she'd see those picturesX she'd have a beautiful smile remembering your childhood and your stories!

Who would hate it so much when I'd come complimenting food from some restaurant and she would go along with me to tell me the recipe and promise me that she'd make something way more awesome than that dish.

The woman who's caught my 'love letters' and heard rumours from my relatives who were on my Orkut profile!

Who'd never tell me if she was sick but would cry her eyes when I couldn't get up from bed because of sickness!

The kind soul who would cry and weep in person when I was a jerk and shouted on her and broke her heart.

Yet...she'd come and ask me to have my dinner.

Who'd call when you're living in a different city and just give you a hint how much she misses me but won't say it quite as much.

Who got called to my school and college for every shit I ever did and she'd just hear and look at me like.."iska kuch nahi ho sakta..ye hath se nikal gaya hai naalayak!"

Your constant calls after 9 o'clock are missed now that I'm away from you.

Your pampered taunts and lies about the morning alarm are missed.

Ma,

I'm sorry I was so stupid.

Sorry I yelled at you whenever I did.

It took a while for me to realise how I just am no one without you. No one.

To all the moms around,

No matter how distant or distracted we might come across as a generation..

There is no way our love and respect will ever fade!

Thank you for making us who we are today and for everything you gave up so that we could be able to understand the value and importance of what LOVE is.

To the most beautiful there ever existed.

To all the mothers, Yours and mine.

I bow down to them and pray from the bottom of my heart for their long healthy life!

It's because this day cannot be the only day meant for you.

It's because a lifetime of love and praises can't define who you are to me.

It's cuz I saw people who couldn't get another chance to tell their moms how much they miss her.

And I don't want me and people who read this to be one of them.

Tag or share this with your mom if she uses Facebook.

And Ma, if you're reading this, thank you!

# SkisHere

# ChangeLives

# MothersDay

Strongest maa

 It's Mother's ......

But I want to talk about us.

The children.

And I'll take a little bit of your time for the same.

I insist.

Yes, I get it..everyone's mom is the best mom and she's a blessing and all the statuses that follow as a trend in here..

But now I have concrete proof.

There's something that's been eating me up from the inside for a while now.

And today, when I tell you this,

It's not about any stranger..it's not anyone I met out of nowhere.

She's my own cousin aunt.

A lady who's seen me grow..

A mother of two and a widow of a handsome army officer.

Her name is Prem.

The name means 'Love'.

You'll get the irony in a moment.

As everyone's mother..she raised her son to make him a successful man.

The son wanted to start a business.

Wanted money..

Got the money from his father..

Invested; and lost all of it.

Wanted to try again.

The father supported.

Lost all the money in gambling.

Came back the third time.

The father, a brace heart army officer; denied.

He abused.

Left the house.

Father's ego stopped Uncle from stopping him.

But his mother?

She begged his son and his wife to come back home.

She convinced Uncle to help him.

The father took a loan of 50 lakh.

Helped him set up a factory.

The gambler lost everything again.

Yes, I know..it's crazy but then..this is what happened.

A total debt of 80 Lakh Rupees on uncle just to make his son stand on his feet, all wasted.

The brave heart couldn't take this pressure of humiliation and embarrassment.

Had a paralysis attack.

The mother silently accepted everything happening around.

Cried her eyes and supported her half dead husband and her son too.

Uncle passed away..of a heart attack(get the irony?)

And here's the reason I'm telling you the story:-

The son and his wife stole everything his father owned in the world and sold it.

Did a fraud with her mother and got her to sign all the properties and sold them too.

Sold away the house they stayed in and escaped without telling the mother.

All she was left with..were some broken utensils, some rough paper work and a harmonium. And a letter that were a rough plan made by uncle of how big his son would turn in future.

The son burnt away all the official papers of uncle that would prove he was in the army.

Threw away the insurance papers that could have saved the mother's future.

She was literally thrown away to live alone in a different city hiding from the people her son took loan from.

And the story doesn't stop here!

The son who technically killed his father lost this money too....and now it sounds funny to even consider how is that possible?

But that's what happened.

Her mother who by now..lost 37 kg of her weight, suffers from diabetes and high blood pressure get a call from her son that he's in danger and he needs some money to clear off some guys' debts.

Everyone in the family denied.

Ordered; stated; requested not to do him any more favours.

But she did.

Sold away the last of her property and gave him the money and believe me, she said this,

"BETA HAI NA..bhatak Gaya hai..toh Kya hua..hum toh maa hain..bete ke liye marr bhi jayenge."

I don't feel like telling anything else.

Lost her husband.

Her son.

Her home.

Her office, her only source of livelihood.

Went to a village to live where nobody knows her.

Her son did things that makes his own brothers sisters to kill him and end the pain everyone in the family has been going through...

But not his mom.

She wills to die for him..

She cannot see him in pain..

She wants to help him even when she literally has nothing to give to anyone.

I learnt the power a mother holds.

And I'm not sure if our generation..no matter how mature we may sound on our profiles, gets it.

She's the most insanely powerful thing we've been blessed with.

Someone who can overlook everything and still love you unconditionally..

It has be a god-like creature.

And this one's out to each and everyone's mother..and a message to everyone who reads this..I am not sure about you all but I hate myself for shouting at my mom..or being angry at her for calling me when I'm late or being up till I'm home...

And this Mother's Day..

I salute this power.

And I thank them for being the Angels they've always been.

And promise to respect her more than anyone in this world..and tell her that I love her.

To all the mothers and mothers to-be,

I respect you and I love you all!

# SkisHere

# ChangeLives