Poetry In Soul

Trigger Warning: Death it's so easy to give up. so damn easy.  when we started sharing information about Covid Resources (ICU, Beds, Medicines, Oxygen Cylinders), with every new lead coming our way, we let HOPE blossom beneath our bones. hope, that we aren't just waiting around for a miracle but are really coming together to HELP.  i see people posting and requesting to not talk about deaths (that happened due to lack of resources) because they would rather circulate the statistics of people who recovered. they want hope and i can't blame them. but all the deaths are just numbers to those who haven't been in the position to lose someone. (not trying to be insensitive) but they don't want to see the gravity of the situation. ask people who have lost someone they loved. how can you force them to be optimistic? ask those around you trying to gather information about resources, working 24/7 to help people they don't even know- ask them how it feels when they come to...

If the choice is in your hands what will you choose, to HATE or to HELP?  ( magical four letter words, aren't they?) I know, you are gonna say that it depends on the situation. Well, I will give you one. Your ENEMY has made a mistake or has done something that's quite unforgivable. And then there is a stranger who is dying. NOW, what will you do? Will you put all your energy, your efforts to bring shame to your enemy and to make him suffer? Will you write poems and speeches about the wrongs he has done? Is your hatred for him is so strong that you are willing to let that stranger die? Won't you put up a fight to save the stranger's life? Won't you help him? Is your hatred worth more than someone's life? Won't you stop dragging religion in every situation? Won't you stop this blame game? Won't you rather put status that can be of help to someone in NEED than being the source that spreads hatred? Won't you give your best to HELP someone rather tha...

People often say that in earlier times women were more free to make their own choices.  I BEG TO DIFFER.   What I believe is back then women didn't know they can voice their opinions, they didn't know of women's life apart from a homemaker, they didn't know that their silent submission has birthed an oppressive society and if you don't know what's wrong, how would you ever fight for what can be right. As a little girl, I used to be fascinated with stories of Princesses and Swayamvars. (always was a hopeless romantic). It was such a liberating thought of being able to choose a partner one would like to spend life with. And it sounds much more amazing when you live in a society that believes in caste and religious differences. But then I grew up and the bubble burst, little did I know that the only people allowed to attend those fairytale kind of swayamvars had to be kings owning large pieces of land. But what if a princess ends up falling in love with a common ma...