Equality is everyone’s right

Is living, sharing, and loving the person with different caste and color who feel the same for us wrong?? If that is not correct then why the youngsters are stopped to share their life with them? The reason behind is because what the society think makes the parent think the same about it. Clive Barker said “Everybody is a book of blood; wherever we’re opened, we’re red.” But the laws and religion made by the government and the people’s respectively have separated us from the people’s of same blood. Man can be strong like a lion and can be a weak like cow. The inner peace can be achieved by us if we have inner soul which most of us sold it to the surrounding in their influence. For example in Haryana “Honor killing” is the most vulnerable thing we have listened, why? Because the youngsters of same blood want to live together and share their life with each other but the caste of both the youngsters comes between in both of them the youngsters are killed brutally by those people’s. It’s not because that what the youngsters did was wrong but because the society of the Haryana influence the people and plays with their mind that marriage in different religion, society and the caste is against their pride. The moment you realize the ghost of your ancestors stood between you and the person you loved. They really don’t want you mucking up the family line with someone that acts anything less than honorable.

Today we are giving the chance to the surrounding to make us their slave because we don’t have inner peace, we don’t listen to ourselves and love to listen them. This lacking of the inner peace is making all of us weak and made us living our life-like a prisoner who have thoughts in their mind but feared to bring it on our tongue and speak loudly. If we compare other countries and their progress with us we only see that they are far away from us because every single man lives his/her life and carrying him to the top of the world. There no one feared for presenting his views to other because neither do they listen to the surrounding nor they are a slave of them. In India helping the beggar and sitting with the low status people they say “Neechi Jati valon ke sath baithna aur batein karna acha nahi hota”. It’s not because that they all don’t want to help them but is because they belongs to low-caste and do not match with their status in the society. The more precise reason for this is because they all care more about the surrounding than the man who need help. 

Today everyone are out on the street fighting for the equality and freedom from the imprisonment of castes and this is not shocking the blood which was boiling at its peak point is now have erupted now like a volcano… We all are free in this country and we all have the right to marry, love and help anyone and has most important it’s are right to ask for the equality of education in every  child whether for the poor or for those who are sleeping with the money besides them… I would like to close it with the quote “It’s not the path the society and government have made for us but it’s us who make the path and set the target so take what is  your and don’t feared anyone coming between your target”..

Dream That Lead To Hell

The day was shiny with the temperature at its peak and the sun was punishing like hell… As I walked down the road the drop of sweat travels down from my forehead and slowly and slowly touched my lips giving the salty taste. My legs were tired and were slowing down step by step creating the dragging sound on the road. I sat down under the shadow of the tree, took out the bottle from my bag and took the sip of the water and making my lips feels cold… I took out the photo of the girl whose name was Sanjana remind me that I still have to go little far from the point I am right now. As I keeps on moving one man was going in the same direction of mine. I stopped him and asked for Sanjana and in response he looked at me like I was in the “Most Wanted” criminal list… I asked him the address of her and he guided me the path.

As I reached Sanjana’s home lots of people were around her house wearing the white saree and were crying louder and louder. I stepped inside the house and asked for the Sanjana’s Mother and after that what I saw was shocking for me because the women who was important for me died previous night.. Tears rolled down from my eyes and my hand was trembling and all my hope was shattered in just one second… Then Sanjana’s Mausi came towards asked me my identity and about my intention for coming their… I told her that I was there to know about Sanjana and as I took Sanjana’s name she became so angry like she was nothing for them…

After two hours when all the people were gone I went towards her and asked her about the reason for her anger and then she started her narration about her…

Sanjana was born with the intelligence, excellence and the god gifted mind like no-one in their village had ever got… She was beautiful from the childhood, naughty, sensitive, too caring and damn serious for her mother… Her father left both of them because her mother doesn’t gave birth to the boy and so her grandmother and grandfather left both of them alone in that village… Sanjana’s mother grew her, take care of her every need and did day and night work so that she can study and excel in her school and fulfill the dream that her mother had saw for Sanjana… After Sanjana achieved her top rank in her school she took the step of going to Mumbai so that she can study further and can get the best job so that she can proof her father and his family that not only boys but the girls can also do that no boys can do…

After she completed her graduation she started searching for the job but she wasn’t able to find it because getting job in the media line was next to impossible for the middle class person… After getting tired for searching her dream to be fulfilled she met one person in the bar who convinced her about the job with the great income and from that moment she was little relaxed because their was hope after a long time in her eyes… After thinking about that man and her mother who was just hoping for Sanjana’s job she went to the address where she was called and that area was “Red Light” area… Sanjana was an innocent girl who doesn’t know much about that and she keeps on moving her feet towards the hell about she was not familiar.

There she met that guy in the bar and then both shake their hands and Sanjana followed her where he was taking her. After she reached there she was shocked and shattered because what she saw there was impossible and unbelievable to believe and even to forget about that… She ran from their as fast as possible crying, exhausted and trembled and sat on the chair beside the road. There she thought about what she had done and keeps on crying but after a long time she went to that place and accepted the job thinking that by not knowing her job she will keep her mother happy and will fulfill all her needs and complete her dreams what she sacrificed for her daughter…

Five years passed away and Sanjana became “The Top Prostitute” but each and every day she blame herself and cry for a long time because what she fame she wanted in her life had given her the fame what she didn’t want to take it. This fame each and every day was killing her making her more unemotional person in her own eyes. Whenever she looks at her back in front of the mirror she only use to see the reflection of the girl without any soul in her. She became too rich that there was nothing that she wishes and she can’t buy but then also from inside she was sad…

Ding don Ding dong the bell of the sound tingles in the ear of Sanjana but she was drunken, her makeup was cleared from her face that and hardly she was able to frame what was going around her. She walked towards the door trembling in the drunken gait, opened the door and took the letter from the postman. She threw the letter away and got busy in finishing the bottle of alcohol… In the morning when she woke up her head was in pain, burning and red eyes got up from the bed and went on the drawing room where she saw the letter she received yesterday night.. She opened the letter in which it was written that her mother was sick and she wants her besides her. After she read that letter she ran in every corner of her home packing her bag but suddenly she mobile phone rang and after reading the message she wasn’t able to go on that day… After two days when she visit her mother she was wrecked from inside and shocked after seeing that her mother is dead she just sat down beside her mother’s photo and start crying loudly and start blaming her that because of her “Hell like Work” she wasn’t with her mother in her last moment of her life… From that moment she decided that till the day when her body became too weak that she can’t bear any other evil thing which she doing she will do her work… Every passing day she cries and bears new mark on her body, she blames herself for not being with her mother and after one month she passed away… She was just 49 year old when she died…

After listening whole story I was just shocked and cried for a long time and so Sanajana’s mausi… I started packing my bags and while leaving the house only one questions arises,

Who are you and what is your relation with her??

I turned back with the red eyes, crying holding Sanjana and her mother photo answered “I am Siddharth and the girl who you used to hate was “My Mother” because I am “Sanjana’s Son”…

That Night Like Never Before

Ding dong ding dong… The bell rang on my door. I was half naked, eyes swollen, tears are dried leaving behind the marks on my cheeks and hairs are all around scattered on my face… I wore the slipper and walk 2wards the door and opened the door… Their was a parcel for me from Delhi. As I torned the envelope I was shocked, my feet trembled, tears again came back from my eyes and rolled down my cheeks again..
I got up fast from my bed and packed my bags as fast as possible, got my ticket booked and left for the marriage…
I just can’t let my mind got away from the wedding card where I saw name
of my life Aaliyah…

As the train started it’s engine and the made the sound of it’s engine my heart beats and started catching the beats of train engine… This journey will be my most longest journey of my life…
Aaliyah the girl who just eneterd my life on a first sight when I saw her in my college. Long hair, green top, accelerated breathing looking like she had lost her path and searching for it, eyes were glittery in which the passion for getting her dream can be clearly ruled out… As she sat down besidea the cent from her body travelled through my to my heart and got settled… That day it made me feel like heaven where I had easily got my princess who is truly the masterpiece of the god with lots of beauty, cuteness, patience, passion…
It took me complete one year to show my feeling towards her… That night we both went for a walk. I got the rose secretly without letting her know… I ran as fast as Usain Bolt and thought that I had breaked the record and stood in front of her… I sat on my knee, calm my heartbeat, looked into her eyes and slowly and steadily brings the rose in front of her… She stared me surprised, mouth open and was continuously looking me like I was teasing her. Then I said I Love You and was waiting for my answer… She held my hand and atod me up and hugged me tightly and slightly whispered in my ears I Love You and we both walked holding each other hand…
We both loved each other, cried both 2gether, bunked class and njoyed our life together like never before…

Life Without You

It kills me when u don’t talk to me,
It kills me when u r not with me,
It makes me feel worse when u don’t hold my hand,
It makes me cry when ur tears rolls down ur cheek,
It makes me feel alone when u go far away from me,
It is like a poison when u became angry with me,
It makes me helpless when u don’t hug me,
It makes me cry when u look at other guy,
It broke my heart when u left me alone for lifetime,
It makes me feel like hell when I see u wid other person,
I just want u to be with me,
Because I m incomplete without u…<3

Girls: Strong or Weak

As the times keeps moving without any pause and not letting us think anything even for a second has turned the world upside down and continuously changing the lifestyle of the present world…

As the night grows dark the fear in the eyes of every girl and the heartbeat of every parents waiting for their girls keeps on increasing… Why not?? Today when any girl walks on the street she just pray to the god that she reach her home safely… the night has gone when the husband-wife, couples, parents with their daughters walk around the street and enjoying their happy moments together because today the girl on the street is like “The public property” where anyone can touch her, embarrass her, tease her etc…

Pehle jab society, parents, family ek ladki hone par apne ghar ki “Lakshmi” ko marte the, koshte they voh time shayad jyada acha tha aaj k time se kyunki tab kam se kam parents ko and unki betiyon ko voh embarrassment toh nahi hoti jo aaj har corner mei har ghar mei har society mei milti hai kyunki tab voh birth leti he nahi thi… Aur aaj jab hum unko iss duniya mei late hain tab bhi koi kuch nahi bolta.. Ya toh aaj unk puche bina hum unka baal vivah kara dete hain, toh dusre k gharon mei kaam karne k liye bhej dete hain aur agar in sabse bach jati hain toh aaj kuh log apni havas, pyas bhujanae k liye unka istamal karte hain… Kyun aisa hota hain ki ek ladki ko he weak samjha jata hai balki aisa nahi hai kyunki ghar ki beizzati, society ki batein, maar khana, apni zindagi na jeekar dusron k liye sacrifice karna yeh sari cheezein har ladki ko har ladk se jyada strong banati hain… If I am wrong then just prove me wrong…

we think our Government strong enough thinking that anything that happens in our society they will take care of them but that’s never happened because many cases had arrived in the court, in the police station but none action had taken by the police or the judge or the govt. that we elect in every 5 years… Then what’s the point of electing the govt. if they are not answerable to the problems of their people and the act going against very girls and women in the house and outside on the street… 

Just think u all of u and reply me your views on this…molestation-b-16-3-2013