तड़पती हुई बेसहारा ,
अपनी ही साँसों में उलझी
मैं ही क्यूँ ?
शरीर पर कई हाथों को महसूस करती
उनकी हँसी में ,अपने आँसू पीती
चीख को सुनती ,
मैं ही क्यूँ ?
स्वयं से घृणा करती ,
हर ज़ख्म को बर्दाश्त करती,
फ़िर भी जिंदा ,
मैं ही क्यूँ?
न हमदर्दी,न दया,
न गलती,फ़िर भी सज़ा
यूँ लज्जित हुई
मैं ही क्यूँ?
घना अभी और भी है अँधेरा,
साया सच का और भी कारा,
पर इनका बोझ उठाती
मैं ही क्यूँ?
हर अंश को समेट
खड़ी हुई
फ़िर भी कचडे सी बिखरी
मैं ही क्यूँ?
सवाल भी मैं
जवाब भी मैं
फ़िर भी सवालों के जवाब देती
मैं ही क्यूँ ?
उनसे भी कोई पूछे
जिनकी हैवानियत का शिकार थी मैं
इज्ज़त खो कर भी यूँ,हर पल बेईज्ज़त होती
मैं ही क्यूँ?
छिनी मेरी हँसी ,आंखों की चमक
बस झुकी रहती हैं नज़रें मेरी
और उससे भी कहीं ज़्यादा झुकती
मैं ही क्यूँ?
अपनों ने मुझे गंदगी समझा
फ़िर पराया क्या समझता कोई
यूँ ही सड़ती रही
मैं ही क्यूँ?
किसी और के गुन्नाह को
इस भीड़ में
छुपाती फिरती
मैं ही क्यूँ?
ये समाज तमाशबीन ही है
जो खड़ा ताकता रहा
सच के लिए लड़ती रही अकेली
मैं ही क्यूँ?
**Dis poem is nt by me a frnd has sent it 2 me n so i liked it n thought of pstng it....**
Cheers..............

I was in kindergarden.my mom used to drop me to my school. Once I forgot to take my water bottle from her while entering the school (it was a round red bottle!),so she came back to give it to me. Morning assembly was going on and I was standing first in the line. From there I could see my mom waving my bottle at me from the gate. When I saw her, I ran to her took my bottle and came back. The principal and teachers stared at me in horror with a how-dare-you expression on their face. I smiled at them innocently and went back to my line.Oh! Such a cutie pie I was!..lolz
In my 1st std, one day our teacher asked us to bring our brush and toothpaste to school the next day. And the next day was fun! We spent a lot of time brushing and the teacher brushed with us!
In my 3rd std I only remember 3 things that happened in that school.>>We used to eat our Tiffin during the class!>>Once I had to say the pledge during morning assembly and I was nervous. I stopped mid-sentence and started crying!>>I lost my 1st bottle there. I have lost many more things..lol..
In my 4th std i remember it was sprts day n i hd tken prt n relay thng n i cme frst...lol...so gt a gld medal n a certificate...hehe i stil hv it...
In my 5th std I learnt the meaning of crush cz i hd ne..lol.....
In my 9th std, I learnt a game called foot-cricket. It was really fun!
In my 10th I completed my schooling . Those 3 years were the best years of my life so far. The actual growing up time and the real, true fun......
Having lunch under the staircase, breaking hearts,,punishments,impostitions,last bell,schoolbuses, morning prayer, farewells and much more….And then it was the end. Exit school and enter college......
Cheers!

Sum days r a battle,
a steep climb uphill;
& u think u wont make it
& neva will,BUT,
DONT GIVE UP!!!

Let me tell u
wht success is all bout,
it means hanging in there
& sticking it out,SO,
DONT GIVE UP!!!

Wen ur tired
& u cant go on,
& ur fuel is low
& ur hope is gone,
DONt GIVE UP!!!

Remember ur dreams
even wen they seem far,
cuz u neva knowj
ust how close u r,if u
DONT GIVE UP!!!