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TREND THAT SHOULD BE CHANGED

"छोरी मान्छे त धर्ती जस्तै सहन्सील हुनुपर्छ "when I was a kid I didn't used to get these words but now I feel why they told this.a girl starts suffering since from her childhood not because she is biologically backward or has been cheated by nature but because our society has created such circumstances for her.a baby girl is aborted because they believe she can't be a helping member for her family.she is just a source of burden and any expense in her is just useless ..she will only be a serving hand for her in laws.and most importantly she can't continue family trend and generation..so she is always treated less than a boy no matter how much she is qualified and hold a degree..this is our society that teaches us to worship and believe in god and goddess but forget to give respect to a women.a women who always shower care and affection to everyone with her kind heart to make everyone happy is told she belongs to nowhere..she doesn't have her own cast.she should get married to a rich boy who can afford her expenses and all..during her adolescence when she suffer from menstrual cramps ,they lock her in a room so that she couldn't touch anyone though she need care and medicine at that time.with every relationship she has to prove herself.even though she gives her all effort,she is not praised if she did a lil mistake.she has to fight every time.during her pregnancy, she has to fight with herself and the changes going within..her body appearance and the fluctuating feeling but she still manage herself to feel happy and blessed enjoying the journey of 9months but they still told her how fat u have been turned and how lazy u are..bla bla...but every women manage to mound with the situation so that they can make her family and herself happy.she has always an enchanting heart to make everyone happy...and when she become a widow,,she belongs to nowhere .every relation and her effort to make them add no value .....a girl who got acid attack or who is raped is told she is no more beautiful..she is no more a pure personality to be with but she still manage herself to fight with those dark days and she hold every dark emotion within herself trying to fight any battle of her life but this society kill her with its words,norms and values...and she is criticized because still she is living. instead of giving her appreciation for her courageous will power ,she is forced to feel guilt upon herself.and again a new girl is told to be like earth who should tolerate every harsh situation ,be a victim but still always give and only give.

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i know

I know those fireflies  will never return   there won't be the same taste   in the candies and eclares anymore  again, the cold breeze won't whisper  something beautiful  never ever there will be same touch in the dusk  i know, raindrops won't tell same stories  besides my windows  flowers won't be as beaufiful as they felt before  moon will be just for staring n nothing more  and the novel won't smell the same anymore  i know days will be lonely without all those small things that touches my soul  i know the weather of these pleasant feeling will never come  i know, there never gonna be any magic like before  but still the days will be same still the memories will visit me sometimes   still there will be lots of stories to share with my pillow   and still they will wet my eyes and my lips to smile at same time