The roads through which she walks was flooded with memories..
Finally she reached her place. She looked at her room named khushi 8 year old.
Yes. That was her coffin..tears rolled from her eyes. She smiled because her mom was lying next to her.
Atleast here people don't tease her.. Hurt her.
Yes! This happens only in our country
Where India is called "she" and not he
Where women is worshipped as forms as God!
A women can't survive without her man.. That what society says.this is the reason why still a tortured wife, a beaten wife still bares with inhuman husband.
Everybody has the thirst of living..
When their death is not natural, then the thirst of fellow beings has raised in such a way that they don't let to live them.
We change. People change. Centuries change.suicide of one good person is a murder by us. We talk at them without knowing their pain.
Hoping this will change soon. A little rival but more patriotic is good!
JaiHind!
