Forgotten feelings

I forgot the way it used to feel,
when rainbow glistened over the drops.
I forgot the way it used to feel,
when wind blew over the mustard crops.
I forgot the way it used to feel,
when dreams and reality were the same.
I forgot the way all this had an effect on me,
And I don’t even know who is to blame..

I forgot the way it used to feel,
when radio played my favorite song.
I forgot the way it used to feel ,
when nothing was too wrong.
I forgot the way it used to feel,
when someone’s laughter made me smile,
I forgot the way these little things used to feel,
As if nothing did happen in a long while.

I forgot the way it used to feel,
when those stories in novel took shape in my mind.
I forgot the way it used to feel,
when the bells from far melodiously chimed.
I forgot the way it used to feel,
when the sensations actually could work.
I forgot the way it used to feel,
when i had in me some twist and quirk.

Those glimpses which used to drive the nerves cold,
the times when smile was difficult to hold.
I forgot it all!
It all now seems alien to me..

– Gir!gettingthrough!ife

Barbie doll

As a kid, she wanted to be like her barbie doll. Having long hair, pretty eyes and hourglass figure was her dream.
She wished someday she will also find her prince charming who would take her away to a magical land where there is only flowers and no sorrows..
She grew up beautifully to steal a few hearts,
Now they see her as an object, a walking robot which can not dream or fly,
And her heart is torn apart by some evil king.
Here she lies on the floor like a broken doll, there is no such thing as magic she thought, when she looked up her barbie staring back at her wide-eyed through the glass,
She wanted to be like her when she was small,
but she didn’t knew that she will also be played like a lifeless doll..

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– Gir!gettingthrough!ife

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Sat up in the night with  heart pounding,
that thing on the wall kept hounding, 
It formed a silhouette so stark,  
drowning into the dark.

And then it occurs to me,
while I was looking for the dreams hidden in my eyes, my shadow was looking for me..

Dying Humanity..

CASE-1(July 2012): A young girl beaten and stripped by a mob of men when she left the bar in the morning after partying. So many people watched this but none came to rescue the girl who was assaulted for reportedly 30 minutes. But of course, what they didn’t forget was to capture the incident on their phone.

CASE-2(Dec 2012): Someone must have heard them when they were crying for help after they were dumped naked and bleeding on the road side. But their cries were ignored as “they are not related to us” or due to “khamakhaa ka panga ho jayega”. Yes, I am talking about the Nirbhaya case.

CASE-3(Aug 2015): A man took two victims of an accident to hospital and informed the police. In return what the police do, they send him to jail and asked for a bribe of RS 2000. This man swore to never help anyone in his life again.

In the above mentioned first two cases, the people involved in the crime were clearly had no reason to be called human. But what about the people who saw it happening, but preferred to be the ‘silent spectators ‘. Were they humans? Of-course they were, well, they all had two eyes to see, two ears to hear, a brain to apply, a heart to feel, two hands and two legs to act and a mouth to speak up but they would rather not use it as the victims were not in any way related to them, so why take the pain, right?

Now let’s see the third case, In this a man did help the victims of an accident and sent them to hospital, but what does he gets for doing a good deed, he is sent to Jail and is asked for Rs. 20k in bribe to get himself out. Now will this man ever in his life, help anyone in need, I guess no. So there, we lost one more from the species which is getting very rare, almost at the verge of extinction- The ‘Real-Human’ species. Now what makes this race so special, it is a very basic thing, which is preached by almost everyone but not everyone do what they preach. That thing is ‘humanity’.

The people passing by the injured couple and not stopping to help were homo-sapiens but not the real-humans. And even they were not real- humans who silently witnessed the girl getting molested by a mob in front of them, because if they were they would have considered the victim as their own as all the real-humans are related irrespective of their cast, religion, gender, ethnicity or age.
Just so you can stand straight, walk on two legs, have an intelligent brain doesn’t make you real-human, you got to have a thing in your DNA known as humanity. This Independence day let us all pledge to be a real-human and raise our voice for the real issues rather than bickering about a cricket match.

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