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Who Am I?

I am not what I look like, I am not what you think right I am not the siren to seduce you, I am not the trumpet to call and defeat you I am the broom that can sweep your city clean, I am the voice that keeps you from your worst sin I am the weight of your conscience that you try to shut out with anger and vengeance I am the light, I am the Darkness, I am Heat and the cold Zephyr I am God that you bow down before, I am the beggar you steal your bread from I am the leader, I am the reader, I am the cook and I am the weaver I am who creates it All I am what the Past is made from and I am what the Future will eventually become I am the infinite Time Look you’re stuck in for your lifetime I am the strength that runs in your bones, I am the weakness, the fragile stone I am the only elastic that holds you strong I am everything you want me to be and yet nothing I am that you so wish to see I am not what I look like, I am not what you th...

MeToo

Fear not. Luckily, I am not one of the girls who’s been thoroughly victimized by a man and this is not a post to draw attention to my woes. Rather, this is to turn eyes and educate minds on what MeToo was actually started for and how its meaning has been vehemently bargained in the last one year. Before getting right into the evolution of the movement, I would like to divulge a few details about the actual roots of this movement because in the recent developments related to the movement and the kind of movements I see Metoo ushered into, I feel there is a tremendous need to educate the masses, boys and girls alike to know the actual meaning of the movement before opening their blabbering lips and muttering bombastic words out aloud. The initiation of this umungous movement was officially on Oct 5, 2017 when reporters Jodi Kantor and Megan Twohey pressed charges of sexual misconduct against Harvey Weinstein, the executive producer blaming him of harassment and paying out eight settleme...

Caught Unawares!

DO you remember Asifa? DO you remember the horrible description of the way that her life was brought to an end being flashed on the television day in and day out for about a fortnight? Do you remember the people involved? Do you remember the last name of the young boy who committed suicide a few weeks ago just because he was apparently a percent short of attendance? Do you remember Kangana Ranaut and a bunch of other celebrities shouting their lungs out the last year trying to fix a very first-hand problem prevalent in any industry-nepotism? No, you don't. Because, that is the religion of the general public-self induced amnesia. We tend to follow everything blindly, do everything just because a bunch of no-brainers just like us are doing that thing. Logic has gone on a long vacation to NowhereLand and all that our minds are left with is a sheer prejudice that clouds out judgement and makes us fooler than ever. Everything has become a trend and every major problem has been reduced ...