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Weird Modern Women

They are called modern in every era For they dare to be different Push the social boundaries Ask explanation for traditions That paint them weak, Keep them away from power, Burden them with responsibility, Curb their right to choose  and push them to just follow- the mores and customs & practices most of which they despise. She is often caught and pulled back  by this social web  so intricately knit that guides her look her every move her  every choice because she fears being an outcast It is so skillfully made That even in her rebel too she tortures herself to fit a checklist of liked/ desirable women  From waxing her body to wear that shorts/skirt to compromising her career for family it all looks fair and part of peaceful living.

Kasak

 Kuch toh kasak  Zarur h Na isme shaq  Huzur h Na zikr h aksar  Phir bhi Fikr is baat ki Bharpur h Kahin Aap usse Kisi kaalin/Darri k niche chupa aaye h Kahin hum usse Kisi koone mein dabba aaye h Phir bhi kisi gum choot sa  Hota ek dard zarur h Ek kasak zarur h Hum tum jaante isse huzur h Alag sa darr h  Jo Nahi taiyar hum tum h Uske zikr se bhi rehna chahte ab bahot dur h

Kavita / Poem

  The journey of my poems Some of them gush out as an outburst of emotions Others cling in my head as a punch line Many are result of unconscious observation Some are based on my values and inclination But each of them is special As a conversation with myself Reflection on society and communication between like minded folks They reveal my concerns, my desires, my fears, my state of mind My encrypted secrets, my fantasy and obviously my love too

Apne se kitna dur ?

  Bas itni dur ki mere ghar k saath na dekha jaye Bas itna ki durgandh mere ghar na aaye Bas itna ki jhuti shekhi reh jaye Bas itna dur karne se hi sahi galat ki bhi duri mit jaati h Nazarandaaz kar har kuch apni kamiya bhi bhulna di jaati h

Mistaken houses

Nowadays   Houses are mistaken for home The interior design is proudly outsourced What else can explain a ready-to-move-in home, we pay for Expect the walls in each room customized For every family member While talking away rights Of children to doodle on them Or an elders tremor staining them Don’t you feel such houses are based more on market trends rather than The likes and needs of family members When the house is more of a status symbol Rather than your own cosy private space When they are indicators of progress Of material possession that ranks a family in social space When they are bigger than your needs When they are filled with furniture Just bought to utilize space and not to be used The house that was supposed to be Occupied and turned into a home These days come decked up with Art on its wall that rarely represents people living in there Rather is an attempt to either intimidate others or to fit in a social class And the little art sculptures on the shelf Sadly have no memo

Dear Cousin

I can still give you advise on precautions you must take Without you knowing that I missed to take many when needed As my bad experience doesn't disqualify me I would use it as a weapon to save you & myself from self pity