Letter to the capitalist and people supports consumerism Buying water in the food court along with the food, is it really necessary? K. Arulmozhi. I am no way good at writing, particularly writing about dreadful experience happened in the most populated place of the city. A big hesitation stood Infront of me but this piece may bring a serious consideration on the petty issue which is impossible to ignore. March 22 is “the world water day”. You may wonder in which way it is connected to the article which you are reading right now. Exactly before two days of world water day I happened to go to the social hub place in the city i.e., mall near to navalur to watch a movie with my partner. After a long time I had a time to spend time with him amidst the deadline on my project and his work. But the day got turned down because of the following incident. As a matter of fact we all know that there is a food court in every mall of the city, in no exception the marina mall too had a ve
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………is it really hard to survive in this world? Why there are so many hatreds among people? Hatred on class, caste, color, religion, philosophy, ideology, different life styles, and GENDER becomes unbearable. You may wonder about the capitalization of word GENDER. This article is about the hatred on gender which resultant in the double marginalization of women in the male centered society. As the word equality implies that the equal opportunity for both gender based the cognitive ability, it also means that both gender has the freedom to explore, develop and create opportunity to the opposite sex in the world where their actions results in developing both gender in the society. But is it possible to get equality in the society which was created by male for a very long period of time. In the book SITA, Amish portrayed Sita as a warrior where most of the epic shows her as a docile, weak and submissive to Ram. But this made me to rekindle the history on when the world changes into male
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The old shimmery light reminds the presence of you The mild songs replaced swift songs in my playlist Thought the change of place soothes my mind and heart Mainly your memory but it rekindled everything The mind says and projects to “move on” but the heart…. It Is not moving even an inch from you The cut on my hair, smile, tears nothing did justice to me Can’t kiss, can’t flirt, can’t read, can’t focus, can’t play, can’t cry The list of can’t goes on…. What do I need now? “I have moved on from you” the lips says Beb no way, you didn’t coz the self-respect in you was dead long back The message in the whatsApp "I know how you feel" No way , I feel nothing, nothingness, vaccum filled my whole body
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DIS_APPOINTMENT It is a dark night. Howling of wind, and drops from the clouds started touching the land. There is a fragrance filled in the air. Amidst she blessed with the nature’s love anu can’t sleep. She told everyone that she wanted to sleep. She started scrolling news feed in Instagram and checked her new admirers and declined all their request. As there was no one in her room she felt the aloneness but she enjoyed her space. She longed for this place where she could experiment things on her own. Suddenly there is a notification in whatsapp. She felt that it would be a random message from some group. Even though she is tired she took her phone. She can’t believe what she saw in her phone. I want to meet you, can you come and meet me in my house? She looked the message for 40 seconds, she got an another message that I am quite flummoxed anu pls do come and visit me….. She felt the surge of fear raised to her throat but she c
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The days are moving, she started smiling going out with friends. She thinks often why does she meet so many people Isn’t she matured to manage a small break down She gives critical solution to her friends She thinks that she can mange things easily She thinks that she can pretend to be normal, Have fake smile but…….. The sense of betrayal stinks and sinks her heart People’s heart isn’t a footwear to remove whenever we want
A NIGHT WITH A STRANGER
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Episode 1- the party night It was 6.30 am, the weather was good Anu used the blanket to cover her body more tightly. The chirping of sparrow, or some other bird heard far away. What a pleasant morning thought Anu, within a second her thoughts are vanished by the pressure cooker sound and some tantrums of a woman in Hindi from nearby flat was there to disturb her morning. She scrolled the Instagram stories and saw so many good morning messages, she didn’t open all messages instead she replied to some people. The WhatsApp was flooded with many messages, she scared even to open it. She stared at her ceiling, the fan and its wings, she started counting the number of rotations the fan makes in one minute. But soonly she gave up counting as it is too tiresome for her brain to work. She played the song “Agni sirage” to motivate herself to do something. “What the hell every time this happens… grow up bitch” said Anu to herself. she rubbed her hand as she got Goosebumps at the pitch