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सुना है कि तुम ठीक नहीं हो।

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Happy New Year 2021

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इन खामोशियों को खामोश ही रहने दो,

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I walk slowly but never backwards.

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We lie, we cheat, we deprive others of their basic rights. We are rude, we back bite, we stab people in the back, we are hypocrites, we are parents yet we are the worst examples for our kids, we don't respect the law, we disregard precautions, we take pride in being callous and in blatantly shoving away our responsibilities. We think honesty is a sin. That integrity is a medieval tradition. Our conversations are centred around jealousy and self insecurities. We haven't been taught respect and we don't respect the values of human courtesy, interaction, ways of life. We think those who are rude are heroes. Misbehaving is the only way to communicate and speaking for our unjust right is our entitlement. We take pride in our achievements. We are arrogant in our ways. We are better than each other because the society only puts the crook and wicked on pedestals. The simple and poor need to be crushed under the feet of tyranny. Our upbringing spares no one from our wrong ways. We destroy all that comes our way. We kill everything we touch. We deprive others of their light and we dance in the sunshine the satanic rituals of emancipation. We have forgotten God or religion or humanity and traded it for business and money and success. For ranks and accolades we wear on our shoulders to tell others we are better than them. Our life matters more than theirs. When we sell we sell counterfeit material in the price of original stuff. When we talk we change the words to our liking. When we help we show it to the world. When something is for the better good, we become selfish and self centred.

When they say, stay home. Stay safe. We go out and endanger people. Our savage ways incapacitate the country. Till no one can save us. No medical treatment. No wisdom. So they let everyone lose. The mob mentality perpetuates and we in our selfishness contribute to man slaughter. And then we blame a virus. A year. A particular intangible measure of time and day for our predicament.

If we are unconditional in our callous ways, why would tragedy spare anyone? It is our flaws manifestating before us. And still we're too stubborn to seek forgiveness. No amount of culture can change the fate of a nation who doesn't intend to correct it's ways. There's only darkness left when we rob each of their light and then wonder why the heavens have abandoned us.

May be we deserve it all.

- Just a thought.

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Her past

now a stepping stone

Which she uses

as a reminder to

never look back

at the woman she used to be.

Battles of life

she has won each one.

Maybe she has walked

through hell;

came out without a stinch.

Life can be tough,

she no longer lives in the pain of yesterday.

For her tomorrow is

more promising.

Brighter days ahead.

For she shall not spiral;

rather fight.

Her life may be a battle field,

vs a field of daisys.

All she knows is the courage to live on;

and face each dawn.

R.A.

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Hypocrisy

We live in a hypocritical world. People shout and scream for freedom of speech, but once someone contradicts their opinion they attack and discriminate. No matter how appropriate or inappropriate the occasion, People will shield their prejudice under the phrase “human rights!” Because it’s their right to yell hateful things and recite slurs at the funeral of a murdered gay man. Right? Because it’s obviously okay to berate the men who choose to kneel during the pledge of allegiance under the skewed logic of “my freedom of speech cancels out your freedom of speech”. The way our world contradicts is nothing short of a “two men walk into a bar” joke Except the bar is a bakery and the two men are getting married, And the bartender turned baker refuses to sell the couple anything under the guise of “freedom of religion”. They say “equal rights for everyone” But they forget the fine print at the bottom of their decree: “Just as long as you’re not Native American, Hispanic, black, or any other color besides white; “Just as long as you’re not gay, bi, or anything besides straight; “Just as long as you’re not transgender, or a women; “Just as long as you’re not Muslim, Hindu, or any other religion that falls under a negative stereotype” If only we were to step back and realize our flawed ways, Maybe we could start to stitch the deep wounds plaguing the body of our society Instead of just placing flimsy bandaids and calling it “the best we can do”. If only we could break down the barriers between nationalities, genders, sexualities, religions, and every thing that makes someone “different”. I mean, We eradicated segregation in the 1960s Yet we still build our own fences between “us” and “them”. With every tentative step forward society won’t hesitate to jump back into the safety of “This is how it’s always been!” If only we took our blinders off And realized that no one else is racing. It’s as if we each see in a different singular color. Maybe one day we can all realize that the rainbow isn’t a single hue.

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cycle

i. my womb is a planet. here, the sun is at the mercy of two fickle moons, the ebb and flow of a tide bleeding a black sky dry.

ii. there is a flower with a door framed by its petals. would you like to take it apart, shred it, eat it?

iii. men read me like horoscope pinning their flaws on stars, a water bearer thoughtlessly tipping the jar, a tsunami that will not be swallowed.

iv. writer’s block consumes me like acid eating the stomach. when it is done, i split open and drown in the rest of myself.

v. a virgin is reborn in the morning. the sheets tumble and roll in regret and convulse in the wind, an invitation to err, but the mattress is still stained.

vi. i am painters. picasso on bleached wood pulp. pollock on porcelain.   miro makes the bed. i imitate life and some people spit on my art.

vii. i reassemble my bones—masts, spars, sails, hull—and seal my mouth, a ship in a bottle that tries to catch the moons to be free of itself.

—Lixin Tan

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Take Care Of You

Heard you doing bad  Let me take care of you  Take your mind away relax  Show you what I wanna do  Squeeze them platinum bracelets on my wrist   Like I’m handcuffed to you  Diamond dancing of his chocolate lips  Karma brought me back to you  Glint in your eyes  Take you in by surprise  Embrace your desires Got you inspired  You’ve been wanting this   Been long overdue  Here to fulfill you  Let me do what I do You’ve been missed  Remind me of our first kiss   When I fell in love with you   -M.Jenaè

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Shadow

A white bird approaches passing high overhead

I call out as it comes closer looming large but instead

She continues above the clouds I am left standing like a stone

Sinking beyond the horizon out of my ken I am alone

In the distance others open their arms wide to

Receive her light shining down deep into valleys under ground

They rise catching hold of each other swept up in her flight

As a shadow left behind I pass once more into the starless night

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Wowwwww

The Stranger

While you were sleeping The row of saplings, outside the apartment, Grew into sturdy trees, Changed colours, into autumns, finest red and clustered together, under the arch of the sky

While you were sleeping I struggled for a mundane, mediocre, life I did not remember anything, other than, Each second, as they passed, unnoticed, by the clock Ticking silently in the hall

While you were sleeping I became a translucent, petty ghost, Ripping the last page, from an unfinished book you’d left, gaping open, On the bedside table

While you were sleeping I changed into a stranger, that you might pass on the street, Not even turn, and not even, notice and I was filled with happiness, to become, unseen.

And while you were sleeping I dreamed, of an alternative ending That would only, feature, me.

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Love’s Game

All things withheld  cannot be returned often through failure are lessons learned The years pass fast  in our gift received and a moment lost is never retrieved Sorrow visits us all yet joy does as well each heart chooses the stories we’ll tell No promises made nor prizes to claim still everyone wins  playing love’s game

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5 Reasons Why Social Media Marketing Is Important

Many people use Social Media for personal reasons but now if you are not using it for business reasons you’re already behind. You will be surprised how using Social Media can reach into other parts of your marketing strategy.

Driving Traffic:

Every website owner wants to increase their traffic; Social networks top the list of site referrals.  Not to mention that they triumph in time spent on site, as well.

Search Engines used to be the sole focus for driving traffic and marketers allocated all their resources there. SEO still exists but it has now become more social.

SEO:

With every coming update to a search engine, more social results are being integrated. Whether it is being using Facebook or Google using Google +, algorithms are not taking social results into account.

Even Social networks themselves are becoming search engines. For example Facebook’s graph search or Twitter being a real-time search engine.

Your efforts though social will become more significant in your SEO strategies. You can no longer do one and not the other without compromising your results.

Engagement:

Communication is important for any business but positive engagement with the customer base can really lead to improved reputation. Social allows brands and user to interact freely and quickly.

The brand takes on a personal role and becomes a member of a conversation. Resulting exposure can develop a quality brand image.

Branding:

With every profile being unique, businesses can give brands a personality on social networks. How they interact, the look and feel of the profile, all encompass the general characteristics of the brand. For many businesses your social profile may be more important than your website.

Mobile:

At the forefront of social is mobile, because most of the social activity that is being done is being done through a mobile device. Remember that most internet activity is being done through mobile devices; plan accordingly when developing your social strategy.

Everything on a mobile device can be shared with any social network, take that into perspective. Your website most likely will be viewed through a mobile device, be sure it is compatible and offers the viewer a positive experience.

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it takes strength to troop through the days. when you’re plagued with anxiety, worries, and constant fear the only safe option seems to be laying on the floor and throwing in the towel. admitting you’ve had enough and refusing to go on anymore because you’re tired. so fucking tired. its exhausting. trying so hard to get better and not seeing any noticeable progress. not wanting to celebrate going one day without a panic attack because what if tomorrow you’re too happy and it gets interrupted by a wave of fear? or what if you regress and get worse. then your joy would’ve been for nothing. and then you feel utterly hopeless. setbacks are terrifying. it’s so hard not to think you’re on bottom when you’ve only fallen a few feet from the top. but sometimes landing even just feet down can seem like miles. because you’re tired. you’re exhausted from constantly climbing and still not seeing the sunshine. because what good is it to keep groping around in the dark when one wrong move sends you down even further. it’s scary. not knowing where you’ll end up tomorrow or not knowing when it’ll get better. but that’s why you have to create noticeable progress for yourself. temporarily shrink your expectations down. be proud of the small victories. understand that even if all you did today was step foot out of your bed, that is a victory. taking a shower, going to work, going to school, talking to someone- those are all victories. because sometimes even the simple routine things seem like the hardest things in the world to accomplish. and i have had to learn that that is okay. the past month i’ve been so scared. i’ve been riddled by constant anxiety and fear of slipping even further backwards and i would cry when i became anxious because i thought it meant i wasn’t getting better. but that’s not the truth. progress isn’t linear. you can have days filled with endless storms and a constant succession of tears but that doesn’t mean you aren’t getting better. you are still alive. you are still breathing. and that is progress. remember that.