DON'T NEED SUPPORT....BUT FREEDOM...!!
- Reads 14
- Votes 6
- Parts 1
Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Wed, Mar 8, 2017
This poem is dedicated to women and girls...let them be a sister,mother,daughter,daughter in law,wife or friend...a girl is denied several right for the fact that she is a "girl"....our society does not support them...instead puts them down...saying "They don't need more than a saree ,two chapattis and a bed to sleep..."
Hamari society aise hi build up hui hai jahan ladkiyon ko sirf saas lene ki freedom hai....this poem is for those women who are denied their rights...!
FEEL PROUD THAT YOU ARE A WOMEN...women is the most beautiful creation of God!!
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
Zehnaseeb: The Threads of Destiny
|| 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 #𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐓 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 || Ralph Waldo Emerson once said, "The dice of God are always loaded." Abheesht Singh Ranawat, the King of Mewar, found it in the most peculiar way possible. A promise was made years ago and he knew he had to honor his Dado-sa's words. At the ripe age of twenty-nine, the Rana-sa of Mewar had come to a pact with the fact that everything in his life was pre-determined. He was the protector and promoter of the historical and architectural heritage of Mewar, now modern-day Udaipur; he was the most successful conglomerate who had a chain of heritage and luxury hotels right under his thumb; and now he was to be the husband of a girl he had never even seen. Right when he thought he had it all figured out, in came a whirlwind that swept him right off his feet. Anubhuti Choudhary. The moment he saw her for the very first time, it was sealed as the perfect photograph in his heart. Nothing before had been so magical, so enticing, so captivating. His heart yearned for yet another glimpse, but she was not meant to be his. However, God rolled his dice, destiny played its game, and fate brought her right into his arms. It was then that he realized she had a million words to say but none could be read in her eyes, for hers was a story to be told on a much deeper level. 🐇 "Aap mohabbat hain hamari. Woh mohabbat jo saari haddein todd ke seedha rooh mein sama jaati hai. Yeh dil bhale hi hamara hai lekin isme dhadakti aap hain. Sirf aap." ~ Abheesht "Aap hamara woh hausla, woh himmat hain jo dil bann ke hamare seene mein dhadakte hain. Jab bhi yeh sarr sajde mein jhuka hai, har duaa mein iss dil ne aapko hi manga hai. Sirf aapko." ~ Anubhuti 🐇
SERENDIPITY (Islamic Story)
[Previously known as 'Have you'] Have you ever felt so alone? Have you ever felt like they stabbed you in your back? Have you ever thought you were going to be a victim of rape? Have you ever felt like you can't even trust family? Have you ever thought that something good would come out of something bad? Have you ever thought you would have a cute little angel at this age? 'No, I haven't. I haven't before. But now I realized that you can't expect anything from life. Everything just comes and goes. You can't stop it. You can't change it. You will be tired, but in the end, it will only make you stronger. I didn't know that I would go through all of this. I never thought about the fact that I will have a baby when I was still so young. I didn't think he would do this to me. But it happened, and it will only make us stronger..' Manar was nineteen when she got pregnant. But she realized that she was in this alone. All alone. She was strong. She knew Allah was always there for her and when she saw the face of her little angel, she knew that it was going to be alright. After all, her faith in Allah was all what she still has and it helped her to stand on her feet when everything around her was pulling her down. The only aim of her life is to be there for her angel, for her little boy.. But there was one thing that kept her afraid and always running; the threatening notes she finds everyday.. Kamal is sick of the rich world. No one understands him. He doesn't want to run his dad's company.. He wants to live the life he wants and the way he imagined it. He doesn't trust anyone, and that's why he is always alone. He has a few friends, but that's it. But what happens when he meets the strongest girl he has ever seen, that was taking care of a child? He feels something he has never ever felt before. It felt weird yet good. It hurt him, it made him happy. But why? ~ Romance IslamComplete
INNOCENCE LOST (Rewriting)
"Forever, I had stayed silent, closed off, cut by the doldrums of family politics and societal pressures. Buried under biased judgements, I dwarfed to insignificant heights. But, inside the blaze fought to seize power-an inferno. Raging flames fuelled to perfection-burning hot with wrath, scorched by hindered expectations and smothered under unrealized dreams. Beauty and the beast reside together, working in unison. When one sleeps another awakes. Every beauty has a beast, brought alive by a trigger. I was a beauty, but then shit happened. Still, I smile. I laugh. I cook. I sew. I make love. I'm a good girl. But, good girls aren't necessarily good, it's just that they aren't bad in the traditional way. ---------------------------------------------------------- "You will get used to it...just a matter of time", her mother stated. "Every girl goes through this phase." It's easier said than done. For Sreya, the statement failed to shed a warm light, never had. And growing up in Swarupnagar, a suburb in one of the most dead corners of Kolkata didn't contribute much to the situation either. Dreams aren't bound, neither by words nor by limitations. Sreya dreamt for just one thing-get out of the system and create a life of her own. But, not every dream can be fulfilled; even worse, what if they come at a cost? What happens when your past that you skilfully camouflage haunts as your worst nightmare and the institution of marriage that people hold as sacred is rigged at the very core! Set against a backdrop of Metropolitan Kolkata, this tale of lust, ambition, addiction and revenge creates a wild concoction that is sure to leave readers' minds content, fulfilled and craving for more. ---------------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer: MATURE CONTENT Start date: 13/08/2021 End date: 30/9/2021Complete
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐁𝐚𝐡𝐮𝐬
(Not edited - Complete) ****** Being the daughter in law of the richest family in the country is a status many desire, but how is it to be the actual daughter in law of the family is known only to the three women who married the three heirs of the Chauhan family. Revati Mishra was a simple girl living in a traditional family and working as a teacher in NGOs. Coming from a traditional family, her marriage was fixed at the age of 24, now 26 with the eldest son of the Chauhans, 25,now 27 year old Adhyan Chauhan who is the CEO of Chauhan Hotels. Thus making her the eldest daughter in law of the family. Second was 25 year old Vritika Lakhani, a interior designer working in the Chauhan Designs. She fell in love with her boss 25 year old Dishank Chauhan, the second son of the family. Both tied a knot against the wishes of their family. Thus making her the second daughter in law of the family. Lastly, there is 24 year old Meher Khurana, a dancer who has practically spent her whole life from the childhood with the Chauhans because, her marriage was decided by her grandfather Digvijay Khurana and Prithvi Chauhan as soon as she was born to Samay Chauhan the last son of the family born on the same day as hers. Thus making her the youngest daughter in law of the family. In other's eyes the Chauhan bahus live a luxurious and glamorous life but the reality is different. One is not liked by her husband, second is despised by the family and the third hates her husband. Join the Chauhan bahus in the their journey of finding true love, self worth and respect. Start : 27/6/2020 End : 15/3/2024Complete
Fanaa
Ek ladki thi bohot pyari si. Y/n naam tha usska. Bacchon se bohot pyar karti thi. Lekin usska bacchon se pyar karna ek din baandh dega usse ek aise shaadi ke bandhan mein jahan usska shauhar usse pyar hi nahi karta. Armaan ek ladka jissne kabhi ek ladki se pyar kiya tha, uss se shaadi ki thi magar kudrat ko yeh manzoor nahi tha. Armaan ke pehle pyar ne usse chhod diya, akela, iss jahan mein lekin usske paas chhod gayi ek rehmat. Allah ki di hui rehmat Apni jaan se bhi zyada pyar kiya ussne apni beti se magar woh kya kehte hain na ki aulad ko maa ki zaroorat toh hoti hi hai. ------------------------------------------- "Qubool hai" He accepted her as his wife with a straight face "Qubool hai" She accepted him as her husband with a beautiful smile which was given by none other than the cute baby in front of her -------------------------------------------- Yeh shaadi sirf maine apni beti ke liye ki hai toh behtar yeh hi hoga ki tum meri wife ban ne ki koshish karna bandh kar do. Samjhi!! He screamed at her and left from there shutting the door soundly which made her flinch and tears to gather on the corner of her eyes but she tried to not let them fall. A tear was about to slip and thats when she heard a high pitched cry of a baby from her bed and this was enough for her to forget everything and just focus on the little charm in front of her.Complete
Locked down in lockdown
....SloW Update... "They are men. They are like that." said her mom, trying to justify the male gender. "You are a woman, you need to be patient. Us ladies have more tolerance power than men." tried her aunt. "No man or husband will accept a girl like her," Her husband argued. ........ Set in a rural village and city of Karnataka, this story dwells on the life of a girl going through an arranged marriage and the life after. Exploring the life of an Indian woman, her dreams, her family, her struggles, in society. This story will shed light on different topics in Indian society, which people still believe in and oppress women over it even after so many years. "Subki kahani, ek ki zubani "
|| 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 #𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐓 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 || Ralph Waldo Emerson once said, "The dice of God are always loaded." Abheesht Singh Ranawat, the King of Mewar, found it in the most peculiar way possible. A promise was made years ago and he knew he had to honor his Dado-sa's words. At the ripe age of twenty-nine, the Rana-sa of Mewar had come to a pact with the fact that everything in his life was pre-determined. He was the protector and promoter of the historical and architectural heritage of Mewar, now modern-day Udaipur; he was the most successful conglomerate who had a chain of heritage and luxury hotels right under his thumb; and now he was to be the husband of a girl he had never even seen. Right when he thought he had it all figured out, in came a whirlwind that swept him right off his feet. Anubhuti Choudhary. The moment he saw her for the very first time, it was sealed as the perfect photograph in his heart. Nothing before had been so magical, so enticing, so captivating. His heart yearned for yet another glimpse, but she was not meant to be his. However, God rolled his dice, destiny played its game, and fate brought her right into his arms. It was then that he realized she had a million words to say but none could be read in her eyes, for hers was a story to be told on a much deeper level. 🐇 "Aap mohabbat hain hamari. Woh mohabbat jo saari haddein todd ke seedha rooh mein sama jaati hai. Yeh dil bhale hi hamara hai lekin isme dhadakti aap hain. Sirf aap." ~ Abheesht "Aap hamara woh hausla, woh himmat hain jo dil bann ke hamare seene mein dhadakte hain. Jab bhi yeh sarr sajde mein jhuka hai, har duaa mein iss dil ne aapko hi manga hai. Sirf aapko." ~ Anubhuti 🐇
More detailsContent Guidelines