too busy feeling sorry for myself
to listen to them,
my pain hurts others in unforgivable ways,
when can I stop fighting this battle?
coz that's when I can stop fighting them

their trust and love
I don't deserve.
this battle isn't theirs,
its mine

I need to do what's right,
one touch and it's all gone.
then I can stop hiding,
stop fighting
against them.
breathe one last breath
they'll cry for a day,
but realise its all for the best

things will be easier
for them, not just me.
the war I'm fighting- over
I admit defeat

i'm sorry

like sorry can cut it

My life is like a frog of a well
For which his whole world is well

Difference is that,
Frog happy in the well..
But human's can't live like this...

I am talking about the society where i live
Here girls are considered as burden
They have no right in present time
Neither higher education nor good care.

I was born in that hollow society
Have been in conflicts since childhood
I was fond of reading
but after that i didn't get good education
Due to thinking of my villagers and society
They think what will the girls do by reading and writing
Due to this thinking no girl is given higher education.
They are married at a young age
But i thought i don't want to be like them
I used to speak to the housemates since childhood, I have to go out to study
But they are not ready...
I weep daily for this
why i'm a girl?
But then thought of wiping tears
I have to change the thinking of people who think that girls cannot do anything.

Everything was depend on my 10th exam
My father said,if you got good marks than i will send you out of village for higher education..
I was belong a poor family no more light
Without teacher i read
And i got the rank 1st on my district,
Than after,No one is ready to send me out of town for study...
I'm weeping loudly for 2 days..
I said,i will left house if you do not read...

Than in last time i take admission out of my village for higher education
We don't know about the institute where i take admission
There was no much good education
I was Hindi board student
But that was CBSE...English board
After that,
I study well on there but not get good marks...
My family thinks about me,
Went to go out,she changed..mean that they think i'm bad
Sometimes I think that everyone is misunderstanding me because of that mark, my own people don't believe me
It's been difficult for me to live in this environment
But what i will do if it is write in my destiny.

Sometimes i ask god,
Those who have nothing, are happy in their place because they believe in them.
But don't believe me on my own
But i know i have to come out of my life

I feel like my life is too difficult
I just wan't to out of such situation
And for this i am trying
I hope I succeed soon.

''My Struggle is my inspiration"

you’ve faded from my memory
and slipped from my touch.
you haunt me
like a forbidden fantasy
yet you’re the paradise i crave when i’m alone.