Should they shout "FOUL"? - or walk off saying ..who cares...

Over the period of time, in the new millenia, they are realizing that it was ( is ) wrong. Since many millenniums they have been under discretion and its intolerable for them anymore.


These are females of our society.



There are many who are raising a voice against these stereotypes and getting a good support and like minded people in both genders. Fair Enough. 


IHM says here that Girls are not inviting any one to watch them or scrutinize them by wearing western outfits or any thing for that matter because none of business of people but who ever are wearing them.

Why do they even care about it?

Why does a girl think about it when she can just go her way with out even checking who that guy is?
( Here I am not asking anyone to avoid any sort of molestation.)
 
Why does a girl think about what society will do, when its evident that society don't have enough guts to stand against a sound lady??




Anyone?


P.S. : Edited to change Title

hum..

खरामा खरामा चलते रहे हम..
आहिस्ता आहिस्ता बढ़ते रहे हम..
सुनसान सी उन वादियों में..
यूँही हँसते और रोते रहे हम..

कुछ हमारी आँखें ही हम थी..

कुछ थी मौसम में नमी..

बस कुछ कहना ना चाहते थे हम किसी को..

कमबख्त  ये दिल था जो रो पड़ा..

Lamha...

उन लम्हों को संजो रखा है हमने 

उन्हीं कुछ पहलुओं को जी रखा है हमने 

शायद ज्यादा जीना लिखा ना

होंठो को अपने, सीं रखा है तुमने....

Every Second in Every Hour...

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I was waiting for her

every second in every hour

in tick tock of watch

in splash of water spilled by

in every passing by passenger

I was waiting for her

every second in every hour

in every page of magazine

in every changed sitting position

in hullabaloos of  chandeliers

I was waiting for her

every second in every hour

in chill of ice and warmth of fire

days, months & its been years

in my every smile & tear

Still I am waiting for her

every second in every hour..

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Favor of Furrow...

Streaming like a River, was her flow

congregating energy had him synergized to bow

Every moment of flow, had been kimono

sheer bliss found igloo in his brow

Haa! it was not a long chronicle

universe had is plan some thing simple

what been assumed as a natural flow

turned out be a favor from indebted furrow...

Good Bye

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spilling drops of brimming fluid,

untouched with all around feud

raw anonymity, berserk rolling oculus

as if opium has taken shape of damsel

neither knew of whats unveiling it self

will it be shining sand or damp thrilling cliff

they had commitment in their core

never said it as if a whore

  

unison remained a pleasant myriad

Good Bye, had been word to be forbid...

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Edited to Add Description: These are words of a guy who said (first four lines) for his fairer part, who is bound to fall apart (last six lines)

Some stills from my really not so still life....

 what is it?  :) any guess

ये शाम मस्तानी...

 

Keep Smiling...