It's time to wake up....

What is a woman? why is she being disrespected? Is she really weak? Is rape a punishment for being a woman?.....and more such question and even more question marks.

These days all i can think about is RAPE. That make me..ummmm..pervert? cheap? feminist?
I think it makes me 'awaken'. I have at last woken up and now I'm thinking "where am i? what's happening." I'm shedding my ignorant self and asking questions...

And this too is 'wrong'. I CANT ask question about such hush hush issues. I'm bluntly told not to tell anyone how i get stared at on the road, how someone touched me inappropriately in the bus, how that pervert in the lift was getting close. I am not suppose to talk about it or tell anyone about it. Reason? Our society still thinks that a girl is at fault if something like this happens to her. And i'm not talking about the oldies, even people studying in schools and colleges feel this way."The girl must have done something to get it'' attitude needs to go away.

Respect is not equal to chivalry guys!! Respect mean fighting injustice. And fighting injustice is not going to India gate or jantar mantar to protest, it means respect a girl because she is  a girls.

"Pink shirt kyu pehna hai..ladki hai kya". "Man up". "Why are your crying like a girl" . These are all symptoms of a faulty society. If you think Pink is for girls and haath mein choodiyan kamzor log pehente hai then please wake up!

Women are not weak. They give birth to you, then how can you hit them, rape them, kill them !! Your mother and the girl walking on the road deserve the same respect. Just because she is not related t you in any way, you can say or do anything to her.

Stand up. Fight this mentality. I urge all those parents who have sons to instill respect in them towards women. Teach them that a girl is smart and not weak and stupid. She is capable of doing all that a man can do.Father and mother both head the family. Educate them about good touch and bad touch. and when a girl says NO, understand it means no!

I'm 21 unmarried and i don't have any children. But still i think how will i raise my kids specially boys. How will i tell them that tying rakhi does not mean that women are weak and men are powerful, so they ask men to protect them. how will i ever explain.? so many questions...so many.


More thoughts, beautifully expressed:-
http://mommygolightly.wordpress.com/2013/09/03/raising-a-boy-in-times-of-rape/

Sometimes i miss you......

So, my best friend left me.
Sad. Very sad. I miss him so much. I see him every day in the class. That awkward eye contact. Ufff.
The most troubling part is that this time the 'fight' was serious. In fact, very very serious. We've had our fair share of fights (too many to mention) but this time i felt that the issue was deep rooted. I could smell long harbored hatred for me from his side. That's what shattered me. My heart was crushed to pieces after so long. And more than anger i was saddened. He accused me of being a jinx in his life!!Imagine after so many years so friendship and love, this is what i get. Maybe bad times change people and out of desperation he thought it was me who 'caused' all the crap in his life. But why did he forget the support part. When i was there for him. Times when i hugged him long enough to seep the warmth through his troubled heart. I know i can't take away his troubles but i can stay by his side no matter how dark the night gets. But he he shoved me away like dirt.

I have always been a complex person to deal with i know. I am always surrounded by people, i am extrovert but its just the outer shell. The REAL person in me is so timid, insecure and emotional that i prefer to keep it away from the day light. He said i ill treated him. Yes. I have a habit of leg pulling. But he never saw that i never ever allowed anybody to say crap about him. I could say things to him cause i was his bestie. (I thought) But i am the culprit. Guess, will always be. He is the only person that i have connected soul to soul. Never have i felt this way for another friend. The beautiful times we had. All the fun everything got cursed in a single moment. Apparently, for him what people say matters hell a lot. More than the bond we had. Well, we still have that bond, will always have. Cause that is something natural. We dint work on that. He brought up things like''I have done so much for you and you treated me like s**t''..''Things like dropping you home'' Hahaha ye sab kahan se aaya humaare beache mein yaar?

He used to like me. The romantic way. But i have always been confused about him (still am). Not because he ain't worth it but because i dint wanna hurt him. But that dint work for us either. (He has been super furious cause i chose to date other guys. Not his fault). The realities of life will kill our relationship if i choose him as my life partner but i can NEVER let that happen. He has always been too precious to me. Hey! but i anyways lost him to life. I wish i could run away with him to some far off place where no one could find us and life was just as beautiful as our friendship. Ahhh...hate it yaar!!
Pagal hai wo. Just like me.
We weren't romantically involved but he was (is) my soul mate.
I will miss him. Always.

“If she's amazing, she won't be easy. If she's easy, she won't be amazing. If she's worth it, you wont give up. If you give up, you're not worthy. ... Truth is, everybody is going to hurt you; you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for.”

And i'm not a jinx.

Invisible woman.

Don't objectify her she is a woman. Don't judge her for her attire she is a woman. Respect her she is a woman. Don't underestimate her powers she is a woman. You are here in this world because of a woman. She is not for your use, love her she is a woman. The beauty of the world is stored in her eyes, peace starts from her heart she is a woman. She can curb violence and spread love, don't kill her she is a woman. Mother of your children, better half of your soul, treasure her she is a woman. She is the first flower of spring and the first one to hold you when you fall, you protect her she is a woman.  She is the friend you always wanted, the advisor you entrusted, be gentle to her she is a woman.

You see her on the road, you pass comments.
You see her wearing clothes, you rip them away.
You blame her for the bad and do bad things to her.
Aren't you scared of God? i ask you, huh! 
Don't kill her dreams, she is a woman.
You just see a body, inside there is a woman.

Secrets of Nile

The land where the Pharaohs ruled. The land where the most mystique civilization thrived. Its the land of Egypt.

Crowned by majestic pyramids and beautiful Egyptian temples, Egypt is  one of the most sought after travel destination in the world.. Its aura attracts visitors from all over the world. Egypt is like a castle on molten gold in the sand.

Stories of magic, life after death and tales of legendary Pharaohs and their queens make Egypt a place right out of the Arabian nights.
I wanted to become an Egyptologist as a child but things just didn't work out. But this didn't lessen my love for the Land of Pharaohs.

Nefertiti , Tutankhamun and Valley of kings are few of the most mystic attractions of Egypt.

Though i have never been to Egypt, i always feel i have past life cords with the land. To sail the Nile in a traditional felucca, passing by the majestic history of Egypt is a dream i have always cherished. one day i'm sure i will visit Misr and live the beauty of this historic destination.  The thought of stepping inside the pyramid already gives me goosebumps!!

Oh!! i just can't wait to visit Egypt.

                                             

                                                        أنا أحب مصر.

There is no top...

Yes. I have reached where i always wanted to. Up here i look down and seen the ground. I see the place from where i had started and i'm surprised at the distance i covered . It was a journey with its ups and downs. There were times i fell and times when i got tired. But  never gave up and that's my victory. Reaching here is the reward i have earned. I started with doubts. I doubted my potential to scale this summit. People doubted my will and said that i could never do it. But hey i have done it. It was never impossible. I had a dream because i could conquer it. My mission was as unique as me. No one could have done it but myself. And now that i have conquered the throne i realize how important it is to have limitations and fundamental darkness in order to win and be a victor. Any victory is incomplete if there is no struggle behind it. A struggle that makes you worthy of the winning moment. When you can proudly tell the world that yes i was just like you with my own set of doubts and weaknesses but i overcame them and developed my self into the person who can and will do it!! Do not stop , fight! Fight till you win. And win till you live. You have it all to be the one you dream and reach where you wish to. There is no limit to human endeavor, its we who limit ourselves. The belief that now is the time and i am the person who will do it differentiates between a victor and a looser.  So, believe in your self.

Standing here i feel the air in my lungs . I am a victor the moment calls.
But as i look up i realize, the world beneath me is little.
There is a sky wide and infinite waiting for me to conquer.
All those down there think I'm at the top. But reaching here i understood. There is no top....  

Child I am.

I year to learn.
I struggle , I fall.
I gather courage
Take my first step, though small.
The glitter of this world and knowledge of the universe
I want to soak all.

Red, blue, green and white
All attract me,
I follow them with a big smile.
Each corner, every wall
Looks down at me because am so small.
Sound of rain ,whistle of the train
The bustle on the road and colors flowing from  the rose.
Every sound and every sight
Attracts me towards its might.

Day and night
I color this world with my thoughts,
By scribbling on the wall and crawling in the hall.
I might be little but my dreams are big
There is a story in every color i pick.
One day everyone will know it all
When i write my first letter on that wall.

My Mountain Spirit.

Green pastures and towering mountains
Make my heart flutter with joy.
The cold wind caressing my hair
Bringing life to my dead self.
A much need holiday
I will cherish forever.
The balmy sun evokes my spirits to fly
High..higher than the sapphire blue sky.

The people of these mountains are as warm as the sun
Greeting with hearts not distant, phony hugs.
There is something so mystic in the air
I feel a part of this world, even though i'm not from here.

The magic of these mountains penetrates deeper every moment.
Flowing even in the little valley near my cottage.
The pine trees guard this virgin land,
veiling the dense jungles from the gaze of shallow man.

I came here as a traveler.
But shall come back
To take what I have left here and renew what i have discovered in this land.
My Mountain spirit.

A Different Love.

Sitting by the window. The evening sun illuminating her kohled eyes and honey colored locks.
The splash of color in her eyes remind me of the calm sea. The more i look, more i drown.
This moment is like a dream, right in front of me, yet so distant.
Her perfume is filling my senses, I yearn to touch her.
Her lips remind me of the rose sherbet my mother used to make when i was young.
A sudden urge envelopes me. I want to hold her and tell her how much i love her but something always stops me.
Our friendship stops me. I've known her since we were toddlers. But now she is a blossomed flower. Her beauty is as captivating as the fragrance of the gajra she crowns on her gold rinsed hair. I'm in love. But my friendship is at stake.
I can stand and gaze at her beauty but there is a part of me that knows she is not mine.
The way she takes her dupatta on her head during namaaz makes me wanna kiss her forehead.
But these are just dreams like the one's in her eyes. She will fly away with someone else. Because a girl's love  for another is hidden in the broken heart and will fade away in the mackerel sky.