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Bhoi....

TV. Social Media, Newspaper, Radio...everything is shouting out the same thing day & night- SAFETY OF WOMEN! One incident takes place & we all are reminded that strict action needs to be taken, women needs to be protected....but kab tak yaar? till when? One of the two stories in the newspaer is about child abusement, rape, murder...tang a gaye hai hum yeh sab news sey? Why can't the newspaper talk about progress, development,science,innovation, economic growth, education...? there's so much to do, so much to learn...then why people waste their time in committing crimes? In hurting others? In insulting others?

Why?
Ma amai bole"Son besi raat kore bari firbina, Officer kaj dorkar porle baritey ene korbi, ki dorkar baba!"

Ami bonke boli "Evening walk-e jachis? Besi niribili rasta diye jabi na. Ar jodi bheer rastai problem hoi to ghorer chade giye,skipping koro...evening walk korte hobe na!"

Schoole pora kalin jokhon tuition-er baire mama nite asto, raag hoto, bhabtam"ish! Mama marred the entire essence of love! Why did he have to come..Am I a kid or what?"
Ekhon office theke firte raat hole majhe sajhe Mama ke bhari miss kori! Bhoi kore....

Sondhye belai adda mere firte deri hole boromoni boka dito, bolto accident ekbar hoi...keno kotha sunisna? saradin adda maro but sondhuye namar age, ghore dhukbe!
Ki osombhob kotha-batra..sondhye namar age ki kore bari firi?Ramji fuchkar thela niye to bosei 5tar por!Nimai panthras banate surui kore hoi to 6pm-e...sekhane ami eigulo na kheye ghore dhuke jabo! Tara jola akasher niche prem kore ja sukh...se sukh ki ar bhor dupure pawa jai naki! Majhe sajhe chiliye jigesh korte mon korto.."Keno bhoi pabo? Ami meye bole?Ki dosh amar je bhaiyer moto late kore ghor dhukte pai na...eitai na je ami meye?You aren't treating me equally with my brother & you call yourselves litterate!"
Aj mami mana korar jonyo amar kache nei...But ekhon ami nijei bhoi pai....! Thanks to our society that now I know we can never be at par with Men! Never ever....

Amra to manush...jontu noi, tobe keno kichu lok jontuder theke hingshro kaj kore? Keno manusher bhire, bus-e tram-e ami safe noi! kiser bhoi amar eto? Amra borbor noi, amader dese arojokota nei...amra independent, developing county...tobe why am I not free to roam on the street as per my wish? Why do I constantly have to suffer because of some sick men & their sick motives?? Ei je eto chorcha hoche, manush eto boro-boro kotha bolche...ei to koto sikhito lok justicer jonyo lorai korche, tobuo keno bhoi hoi amar rastate? keno kichu kichu loker chahuni dekhle ghreena hoi nijer opor, nijer ostityer opor! Keno aj amar eto bhoi...bus-e bheer thakle uthte bhoi, eka rasatai darate bhoi...
bhooter bhoi-e bhgobanke daka jai, andhokare bhoi hole alo jala jai...kintu ei bhoi amar ke sesh korbe...ki kore sesh korbe?!!?

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