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If they get to know it's a girl in the womb. I might get killed even before I groom.
I am not allowed to do or speak what I feel is right. I am never allowed to voice my opinion for I should be quite. I am always advised to behave wise and correct. I might not feel it's right and would want to object.
As a female I want to ask you all or rather plea. Why its me.
Copyright © Shivani Naidu | Year Posted 2018
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Women
We may belive it or not but it true that they are the superior gender.
They are Very strong internally but externally they always seem to be tender.
Its really hard to imagine the daily routine without them.
To be with them most of us can even let go the price of a gem.
U should never mess with them because u might have to pay a heavy price.
whenever talking to them one should always be cool and precise.
They are god's most beautiful gift to the mankind.
Every moment seems to be empty without them if we rewind.
In every relation they always give the most of what they can.
Even then this human race is always belived to be the race of a man.
Copyright © Shivani Naidu | Year Posted 2017
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Home is where one should feel safe and secure.
But it can give you wounds which have no cure.
Some women are constantly suffering from domestic abuse.
They have to pay a very heavy price for any excuse.
Why is a female always the one subjected to negativity?
If not superior, they still play a very important role in humanity.
If inhuman males live at home, where do we females go?
Why don't we have the right to judge and say a loud no.
This world can only progress only when a girl has no fear at all.
Every voice makes a difference, no matter its big or small.
Copyright © Shivani Naidu | Year Posted 2024
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It can be an unaccepted valuable advice.
An unheard shout not allowed to voice.
The feeling of loneliness amongst a crowd.
A silent cry always wanting to be loud.
A neglected suggestion which is the best.
A marathon of thoughts forced to take rest.
A personal emotion never understood in public.
A simple soul always wanting to be heroic.
A scar is often invisible and untouchable.
Deep rooted in the heart but untraceable.
Copyright © Shivani Naidu | Year Posted 2024
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It makes us successfull as well as makes us fall.
It has every shade of colour from bright to dark. We can never predict because it is life after all . Life is very beautiful but it may also seem scary as a knife. The journey looks like a ladder but we can never step back.
We all are travellers and we travel the journey called Life.
Copyright © Shivani Naidu | Year Posted 2019
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It makes me feel lonely and alone
At times I want to give up whatever little I own.
I never did realize the importance of you being around me always.
Till the time came when no one would listen to the excuses made for delays.
Life was so beautiful when you were by my side.
I could speak my heart and had nothing to hide.
Why had destiny as they say has been so brutal to me.
Why was I forced to pay the most expensive fee.
This truth is the most dreadful reality of life.
The wound it gives are worse than the one given by a knife
MISS U DAD
Copyright © Shivani Naidu | Year Posted 2024
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The minute one is born the age clock starts ticking. Aging as we call it is not necessarily growing.
In the journey of life we cherish dozens of delightful memories.
By this time we get sick and tired of the rat race and want peace. Midlife I believe is the most wholesome and satisfying phase. We are halfway through towards the dream we wish to chase. We are neither a teenager anymore nor are we old, aged and elderly . In this age we carry the responsibility baggage comfortably. We are not in a rush to get things rolling and done.
Life comes easy this time giving pleasure and fun.
We are mostly parents by this time and giving answers to silly questions . We have seen the best in life and the better is in store for sure. Ye to bus interval hai, because picture abhi baki hai mere dost.
Copyright © Shivani Naidu | Year Posted 2025
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The sun rise every morning we witness is nothing but a blessing.
Its rays travel penetrating the earth and that for sure is amazing.
A seeding sowed in soil growing into a plant is magical.
We are unable to understand this equation because its not mathematical.
A child smiling at you when you hold him in your arms is a blessing.
If at all you witness such a sight it makes you feel refreshing.
A healthy mind and body is always better than a wealthy person.
Give it a break and take it easy because thing may worsen.
Copyright © Shivani Naidu | Year Posted 2019
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It is always equated to hollow and negative emotions.
Sometimes it symbolises winning and a valid vision.
Fire is what I feel inside when I think of my motherland.
It is a feeling of pride to me whenever I take a right stand.
It is the warmth of satisfaction after a busy and hectic day.
Fire is the joy we feel when things work our way.
Copyright © Shivani Naidu | Year Posted 2024
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It is mostly the most neglected parameter of our well-being.
And is ruined simply because of lack of attention and care
Living in the age of digital connectivity we all are hollow from inside.
No one to talk to but a phone is always treated as a symbol of pride.
Loneliness is a widespread disease which is present all across the place.
We must hold on sometimes and take a break from the ongoing race.
Just a pat on the back is enough to enlighten and elevate the mood.
One must speak in an emphatic tone and must never sound rude.
Meeting one another, talking and smiling can make all the difference.
We can die alone but to live we need a community around.
Even though we live in the jet age our mind and soul is always alone.
Humans do have a heart and ironically it is not made up of stone.
Copyright © Shivani Naidu | Year Posted 2024
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