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Subrat SaurabhAuthor of Kuch Woh PalDear Society; Am I Next? is a book based on a sensitive issue prevailing in our society. We live in a country where goddesses are worshiped and are raped! It's high time that we disconnect ourselves from the backward thinking and start solving this problem with not victim blaming but pondering as an active citizen.
Dear Society; Am I Next? is a book based on a sensitive issue prevailing in our society. We live in a country where goddesses are worshiped and are raped! It's high time that we disconnect ourselves from the backward thinking and start solving this problem with not victim blaming but pondering as an active citizen.
"She resembled a pearl, Beautiful and charming, her waist could almost swirl. Stay here for a while? I asked her and gazed at her smile. I liked being with her, talk to her And summoned the courage to propose her When she stood before me The glitter in her eye, I could see And so I was lost, Forgot Read More...
I can't step out, be it dusk or dawn Not even to the nearby lawn If I, I would be raped or thrown acid on As men out there are not well born Is it my dress, Which according to you is a complete mess? Why shouldn't I wear cut sleeve, Or something revealing my cleave? I have to take care of those stai Read More...
A word that divides us During riots, it's the car, train and bus Religion is mere belief and faith But it's misunderstood as violence and scaith Jesus, Allah and Ram Names of 'one' in which we find the same solace and calm"OhMyGod! "We use the same phrase Still we have different levels of craze God Read More...
Raja Harishchandra began it all Alam Ara filled each cinema hall Dadasahab Phalke was the father of Indian Cinema Silent or spoken, it was a big dilemma Since then, there was no turning back And Bollywood never witnessed anymore black As Kisan Kanya became the first colour picture That created mem Read More...
As golden as sunshine, his head wasTo gaze him, I took a long pause His ears were that of velvet I felt so proud to call him my petAs straight as an arrow, he wagged his tailMy first time having a beagle, maleHis teeth were as white as snowHis bestfriend is Mrs. CrowAt the age of 1, he suf Read More...
The gravity of depression was pulling me below and below Hadn't I met a four pawed Hadn't I given him a lap He would have definitely collapsed Outside, he was bright as sunshine Inside, dark as a dungeon So I named him Brine And walked him in the lawn Just about to reach home The abandoned cre Read More...
They asked me to be skinny But not too much Since then, I resisted my own touch You have always held on to me like brakes and clutch I was the talk of the town Subjected to their anger and frown They made fun of my uneven skin tone Comparing me to an inverted cone I was compared to a beach ball My Read More...
Like a river, it continues to flowMonth after month, I say a big noI don't like to remember the dateStill can't control but hateThose 5 days of a month are the worst to bearBut still I stand, wear and tearEating a bunch of chocolates and a tub of icecream 'Be normal' is still a dreamPeriods seem to Read More...
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