Wake me up, at another dawn, When love rises high, and all miseries are gone. Wake me up, at another dawn, When justice meets mankind at the new horizon. Wake me up, when there are smiles… Not forced upon, but from the heart that is pure and kind. Wake me up, when I will be looked upon as a Being. Irrespective of my gender,color, caste or breed. Wake me up, to another dawn When equality will prevail on its own. Where religion will preach love, respect and acceptance, Where living will be pure bliss for every being and mankind, Till then, Let me sleep on this fake world, Which is pretentious and seems to be so real.. Riding us to the darkness, with cruel intentions… Let me sleep, let me be in my dreams. . Where for now…. world seems to be safe, genuine and a better place to dwell in…..
I understand myself as a creative person, who has zeal to live, no matter what comes down the way. Research fellow by profession in the field of Human Development and Family Studies, loves to write, dance, read, travel and explore life, culture and food. Loves to be with nature and tries to find happiness and spark in every bit and pieces of life. Motto: " Don't mere survive, live and celebrate the event called LIFE"
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