Years together we are living with a false impression that the woman is the lord
master the creator and the destroyer.
Here is the story of the real women ………
It was a fine morning of a pre winter days. The dews were about to leave the grass. There was a conspiracy that was going on between the grass and the dew. There was a request from the grass to the dew to leave it soon unless the morning sun is going to create a bad name for their relation. I could hear the dew whispering that lord
master my sun please
give me some more time to stay with my dear grass. I could see the outright rejection of the sun for that and increasing the intensity of light and heat to make the due volatile and the happiness of the grass without dew.
I stood there for some time.
I saw a piece of moulded bread lying on the grass. On the white skin the black mould were clearly visible. It was murmuring that I was fresh two days back. I was kept on the front self of an expensive shop with greatest care. Everyday I was waiting for a
customer to be picked up……….I did never liked people coming to the shop for other reasons and touching me time and again and asking what the price is? Today I m laying here because I m not fresh ….one sunny morning a customer came and asked for me. I was quite happy that my demand is there so the sole reason of the customer to the shop is to pick me up. I m being used and after getting the satisfaction I am thrown out as Stomach of the customer is filled now.
I heard the whole story and felt pitty.i felt like putting that in the dustbin.i was standing besides the dustbin and could find the lines written on the same. USE ME. I asked the dustbin why you have written use me board on you. She replied “I have never liked to wear it it’s the owner the lord master who has Put it on my neck”. Everybody uses me with heart-felt gratitude that they are keeping the park clean. No body ever thought how heavy it becomes for me to hold all the undesirables of others for such a long time. But that’s the purpose why I am created….
Sitting on the lawn grass I defined a woman as .......
DEWED MOULDED BREAD IN A DUSTBIN…