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Women should think about a mother a sister a daughter a wife a doctor a lawyer an engineer a carpenter a home maker a care giver a house keeper a gardener a chef a spiritual spirit a believer a lover a friend a scientist a professor a teacher a student a farmer a traveler a salesperson a banker a sex worker a pilot a victim a criminal  all persona's who they identify with, not just for the ones, who belong to their family, but all the ones who they see, read about and meet regularly, don't just live in a vicious circle, made by the women that you know, understand the women that you don't, try not to pin point their mistakes, try understanding their point of view, don't just poke fun by insulting their hue, try standing along with them in a similar queue, try putting them ahead of you, don't just ride in the darkness of pride, try lighting the backdrop of an innocent side. *pic courtesy: Canva Happy Women's Day ❤️

The Last Breathe

As I walked past a flower bed of blooming buds couldn't help but smile..
My toes felt the broken strap unable to withstand my body weight luckily getting caught by his arms like the new guy in your life holding you tight enough to not let you go only to realize that the grasp cannot last forever..

The fall leaves knocking at my bare foot with a rustling noise notifying  that they will be gone for a while now making sure if I will be around the next time they are here..

Two pairs of innocent eyes catching my glance as they try their first kiss next to a dancing gnome...thinking about which caresses my mind as a young bliss..

Never got provoked by the thought that there will be a day when you trudge back all by yourself experiencing a lot of echo due to the emptiness.

Close to my heart is the day his pinkish presence made me cry at the same time my soul had never felt so strong as I designated myself as the protective warrior of the innocent being till eternity..

This made the  rain drops  flock  around me reminding the drenching hours spent tasting those drops before letting them touch my face , as I splashed my way through the sidewalk with muddy shoes and a glowing face..

It feels like yesterday !

The road to my house never seemed  so distant enough for me that I would quit running towards the doorstep..

But today it feels so..

Jumping to and fro on the staircase filling my mouth with my favorite pie was my mom ..

Will she still be standing there ??

Ahh !!!..the tears show up on my face .You try to avoid them and here they are.

They always come for a reason.

"You have started forgetting stuff",said my grandson yesterday.I laugh back looking at my son who doesn't even feel the need to wish me on my birthday..

It sounded like a car screech on the road making me realize that life should give us the intended jerks as we all get comfortable and used to the speed..
That ways  when finally people expect you to slow down and pretend withered it will not come to you as a surprise ..

The blooming buds still looked at me as the sun started to flare up .
It's time to get up and head back the long tedious road..
Only to find out that I caught my last breathe last night with the fall leaves getting ready for Winter.


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