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I am in 21st....And where you placed me..Is it where I deserved to be..,Is it what I am meant for..,I adaptad in every role..Yet You don't give what is due to me..?My Dad Promised me Every Happiness in Mother's world..And you gave inferiority , feminity....My Husband promised A Life full Of Rights..And I am now Only Your House's Slave..My Child Made promise to keep Me at Seventh Sky..And I am underneath put me beside..!Your Other Half..Spiritually Broken..It will be continued..With the ones coming after..How will it ever break-free..?I can't is never taught to me..
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नया सफर

मैं भी  चली नये सफर की ओर,
नये डगर की ओर।
था जो ख्या़लों में,हैं इरादो में अब,
थी बीच मझधार में जब,
नहीं था साथ किसी का तब।
हैं इरादा यही चलना है अकेले ं अब                                 - प्रशांत 


We don't need great minds,We don't need technology. We don't need power ,We don't need money. We don't need internet,We don't need connectivity. All we need isHumanity ,moral values the values that makes us a good human being .


लड़की होना कभी कभी  पाप  सा लगता है , ज़िन्दगी का कुछ हिस्सा अधुरा सा लगता है | सपने देखने की आजादी तो होती है , पर अफ़सोस पूरे करने का ना हक होता है | अकेले छोड़ देंगे कैसा सवाल होता है, लड़की के लिए इसीलिए बहुत खौफ सा होता है | अनजान होती है वो सपनो की हकीकत से.  क्योंकि असलियत देखने का न हौसला होता है | सोचती है सब साथ है उसके अपने , पर जानती है कभी पूरे ना होंगे उसके सपने  | लड़की होना कभी कभी  पाप  सा लगता है. ज़िन्दगी का कुछ हिस्सा अधुरा सा लगता है|                                           कविता- दीपाली श्रीवास्तव 


I was bored and I found someone was sitting in front of PC and I found that he was lost in his work and that was so beautiful moment that I captured it by sketching...
His love for programming brings tremendous amount of concentration in him
And my conversation with him always end with some kind of logical problem


udna h mujhe lekin udan bharana asaan nhi
pankh h lekin pankh felena asaan nhi
khwaish h asman chune ki
lkn asmaan ko chuna asan nhi
jee chatha h tara bankar chamku
lekin taraa bnaa san nhi
barish bnkr bh jati hu ankhon se
kyunki badal sa garajna asan nhi
andhi si uth ti h dil m
lekin kamzoor jadon sae tufaan lana asaan nhi
udna chahti hu Asman m
lkn udaan bhrna asaan nhi

- poem by Deepali shrivastava


What makes a women..
It is the baby who was tempted to be killed in womb.. It is the girl who has being given the kitchen to manage.. It is a teen who has been taught to walk headed down in streets.. It is a girlfriend who has to understand, love,and sacrifice everything for her love.. It is a daughter who has to leave her own house and make her living in an unknown house..unknown people.. It is a wife.. Who has to walk with her husband in any circumstances. It is a mother who has to bear a baby in her give a new life.. It is an old mother..who has to live waiting for her child to take care of her.. Without expectation..,she does with full dedication ,love and sacrifice.. This makes a Women..


The corruption of people is to behave in an inhuman way.