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Get well soon!

 When you know the truth but fabricate lies. When you know it hurts but you say it nice. When you overlook the facts and promote myth, and you say it loudly for your own niche. When you see someone lying in pool of blood but you find it an opportunity to shoot and let it flood. When she seems nothing to you beyond sum of her body parts When you pretend close to God but Ill treat his creations. when you meet someone out of work and forget for ever When someone needs your help and you say 'never'. Whenen you proudly boast of growth and progress Without realizing who paid and what it cost Then I must say you need to see someone who can heal you thee. @saba rizvi.

Mask of hope

'All is well that ends well! 'How deceptive!  Can you harvest again the barren fields of past? Can an orphan of situation be ever happy again?? Can crawling through corpses of aims and dreams, one can ever get space to walk straight? Which maths do you do calculate that this sacrifice of mine will pay good in the unprecedented? Hope is one word, a verbose of positive alphabets Time sheds each letter and unmasked reality encounters. So snap out this delusion and mask of 'all is well' Nothing becomes the same We just get accustomed to the time frame.

Corona qahar part 2

Yeh kaisa marz hai jisne hame kya se kya bana diya Darwaza khol ke" aiyeye !"yeh kehna bhula diya Behisi aise a gae hai muskurate nhi ab to Bacha ke nazre nikal jate hain bad akhlaq aisa bana diya Mohabbat khud se bus karna na koye pass aye ab Har ak shaks ko acchuut ka darja dila diya Ab to darr lagne laga hai in aabo hawa se aise Zindagi maut ke darwaze pe khadi ho subah se sham tak  jaise.

The unsung cries

Out of the sea, thrown back by the wave,  These unfortunate shells lying on the  shore Leaving them forever to ultimately get buried.  I picked up one and looked it closely.  The same cursed fate doesnt these migrant share?  Thrown out of place, without love and care With no hand to support and no one to share Dying, crying with bruises all around.  Walking miles with  bare feet still nothing to be found. How can we have these sieve for empathy and compassions?  When an actor dies out of his age  It seems to all like a carnage But when Ramkumar loses his two year son Or Dayaram his wife on the road Then why is there deafening silence around??  Isn't it an oxymoron??  If he was an actor, they are no less creators.  I picked one shell and threw back to the sea So that it doesn't long for its place.  But who will throw the others around???  And who will  heal their bleeding wounds

Mothers day!!!

Let your mother be a human and not a God This sanctification kills her ,destroy her individuality.  She is portrayed as someone who can't err, someone who can't be wrong, someone who has to be an ideal She should be morally high, intellectually fit and physically active, socially acceptable and religiously pure.  She should love, respect and care for every one.. She has to as that is what will be followed by her children.  She has to smile even if she is hurt deep inside She has to be soft and polite, well mannered, Sophisticated and what not.. But she can't be what she wants be Plz let her be herself and let her make mistakes and  be imperfect as thats the beauty of a person and trust me... She will be your mom anyway..

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