Feel good factor

I was the victim
I was tortured
Given slow poison
Just like a Boiling frog
I was a
Home to convicts
Home to rapists
Home to scandals
Home to rackets
Home to many evil forms
But all these things changed
Times changed
All the torture
And crimes and scandals
Were always buried
And no one was informed
About them
And hence
Cracks started to
Form on my face
Wrinkles were seen
With each crime
Patches were formed
On my body
Blood clots
Degrading my beauty
All these things
Were making me
Uglier and weaker
But not anymore
I am becoming beautiful again
My glow is returning
My positives vibes
Are feeling powerful again
Because the crimes are reported
Events are shared
Awareness are broadcasted
And with it
People are becoming alert
People are becoming knowledgeable
People are being conscious
People are using technology
To spread awareness
And with awareness
I am being the old me again
I am loving the feel-good factor
I am tomorrow’s survivor
On the path of survival
Trying with all my might
To cross the hurdles
I am the World
I am your Earth
And Internet
and awareness are
Trying to beautify me as before
Though some scars will be left
But those will remind me
Of the evolution
I have been through
This journey of evolution
Is the learning phase
And I am still learning

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This week’s topic was ‘A world without internet’

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

P.S.: Today’s pick is Walking on the stars of Group 1 crew 😉 Happy Saturday ❤

I wonder what you wonder..

I wonder

What you wonder

When you are traveling

Back home

Looking out of the window

Thinking what not

About life and relations

And forgivesness and God

I want you to tell me all

What you feel

What you think

What you want

What you need

I want to sit

By your side

And travel

To your destination

I want to be

By your side

And share your journey

I don’t want to talk

While we are traveling

Just sit by your side

And letting you

Do what you want to do

Not interrupting

Your train of thoughts

Your gaze at the beauty of nature

The presence of peace

Reflecting on your cheeks

Just want to gaze at you

And just when you realize

I have been staring

Long enough

And you turn your head to me

I will look

At my phone

And act as if

I don’t know

Who the hell

Is sitting by my side

And play games

And I know you will

Turn away asap

Because you hate people

Playing games in phones

And then again

I will do what I like doing

Staring at you

When you are busy

Staring outside window

It’s her wish to visit Taj..

Memories had entangled me then
I was busy wasting my precious time
On these unnecessary things
Jumbled up in the tensions of Work
Life, it’s ups & downs
Family, friends and buses and bikes
And all the daily chores.

There was crowd everywhere around me
I was surrounded by them
But there I was all alone
Lost, confused and helpless
Then I sat down at the stairs of a building there
And suddenly my eyes fell on a bird
That had come and sat there beside me
She was happy I can tell
As she was playing with its food
Hopping on that stair
Breezing away with the wind and then returning back
Going from one branch to the other of the banyan tree on the roadside
It seemed as if She was from some other place
May be a neighbouring country
I was left staring at her for hours
Staring at her freedom, at her happiness,
at her sincerity, at her way of life
Staring at her for long
Helped me forget my tensions
My chaotic life, my unmindful works
My life filled with hassles
I realized that she was talking to me
With her actions
As if sharing her stories
Her experiences and wishes
She was happy to be here
And She had heard a lot about the beauty of Taj Mahal
And asked me If I can accompany her
and show her The Symbol of Love, The Taj
So that when she goes back to her home
She will take back the beauty of Taj
and also the memories of the time spent with me
That she can cherish all her life..