You are ruined not me

Note~ on recent Bangalore molestation incidence

Freely walking on road,

Happy I am in my world,

But you the Mr. Judgmental out there,

Can’t see me, dancing on tunes of surroundings here,

Just living myself,

You can’t bear my happiness,

So envious you are of my sanity,

You try to harm me, for you can’t bear me, being what I am.

You enforce your insanity on me.

Thinking it will harm me,

I would be beaten down,

Left with all my dignity stolen by you.

REALLY ?

Yes I do feel insulted, but then,

I smile on your character,

worst which is than an animal,

your thinking of being superior,

where your hideous act just made you inferior of all.

Reflects your weak morale,

Shows your failure,

Failure of becoming someone hero ever.

In your trying to molest me I fight back,

I punch you,

I may win over you or lose,

for unprepared I am.

And you coming to attack well planed for sure,

You may win, but what you ever won ? I wonder that,

I may loose, plus did ever I lose anything ? I wonder to that.

For I will always stand with a pride,

Head up high with dignity,

For I fought back the beast like you.

But you loose your all,

Of all living beings, inferior you proved.

Not able to gain respect from a single woman,

Your manhood is now in a trash.

Even, never ever you will be hero to your daughter.

Your existence is wrecked by you only that day.

Never it was me.

~Sneha

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