My letter... Hariye jaoa The old brown book(my diary) Erasmos....... Peace.....

Flimflam

She embodies her pride since her birth
She represents divinity , she represents purity
She is one of the purest forms in this “bloody” earth
Where some “men” are full of sanity and wrath!
She holds are dignity; maintains her integrity;
Wears clothes that she feels comfortable
But!! Still she has the anxiety!
Anxiety for not the fact that she isn’t agile; but for the fact of getting disinclined!
Then one day she become a prey to the cannibalism, not of her body, but her soul, her charm; her essence might important her “torso” !!
She is left in the road, helpless, tormented, lost, and screaming for a abetting hand!
But she gets none!
Somehow she manages to lie in the hospital bed, on a white sheet which eventually turns red! Not that she met with an accident! But she was a “Victim”;
Victim!!! For not the fact she was hurt; but she was raped by society and the ruthless people who are a part of that society…who get spared by the atrocities they commit!
But why?? They should get spared!! Why?
Is  this because… in 21st century it has become custom or it’s a  practice!!!!
Everybody speaks !!  but Nobody raise their voice; their opinion!
There is no point of banging table and  wait for the so called” jurisdiction” to take a call on it! By the time the “the wildcat “ is  heard of the judgment, the “gopher” might have lost her life!


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