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I Can’t Get You

Posted: January 31, 2014 by CampusWriting in Daily Quotes, Writes...
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No matter how hard I try ,
Fact is that I can’t get you…

|| Why does our heart desires for things that can never be ours ?

Nabila Khan

Peoples Dental Academy

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Broken Heart

Posted: January 31, 2014 by CampusWriting in Writes...
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This one is for Guys!! Guys, LOVE HER don’t let her feel you don’t care…
don’t let her feel you don’t LOVE her!! 

Spent time with Her… let her know SHE is important to You! She is the one with whom you want to spent your whole life. She is the one for whom you
can do anything….anything!!! She needs your LOVE… that’s all she needs! Respect Her treat HER right! BECAUSE YOU LOVE HER… YOU NEED HER MORE THEN SHE NEEDS YOU! 

When I see couples, on streets… All I remember is HER!! The love we share, the care we show for each other,the way they talk to each other,the way they plan things…everything reminds me of HER!! I WISH WE WERE TOGETHER….. And when I see couples fighting or not talking to each other… What I feel Is- Dude, don’t do this to her…. may be the mistake is from her part or your part… but YOU ARE THE MAN…go and talk to her.. don’t keep her upset or waiting for too long.. indirectly you are hurting yourself !! isn’t?? 

GIRLS are delicate…understand HER…Let her not drop her last tear for You….Because if this happens…She becomes STRONGER THEN YOU…. !!

If you TRULY LOVE her ,patch it up as soon as possible!! If you are late…. You are the one who is going to be more terrible…more guilty…because you didn’t make it right when you had the time!! NOW SHE moved on…EVEN I don’t No how easily they can move ON.. How easy it becomes for them to wrap up the past and move on!! Now they don’t wanna meet you… don’t wanna talk to you… Even don’t replies to your msgs….MAY be she got someone new in her life and she is happy…. and the mystery is you still don’t no IS SHE REALLY HAPPY OR SHE IS PRETENDING TO BE HAPPY? 

At this time time you realize…. GIRLS are stronger then BOYS EMOTIONALLY…. YOU need HER more then she needs YOU!! You wanna be with her again…. you beg her to come back… you REALIZE SHE IS YOUR LIFE…you need her anyhow…you are ready to do anything for HER! But she refuses to come back…. she doesn’t CARE ANYMORE! NOW the guilt comes…. I should have talked to her…. its all my mistake…i ruined it!! And you know she is the girl for you….She is your life! Nothing is seems to be like before…. for you the world is turned to GREY! ALL YOU think.about is HER! AND the thought of Her with someone else….kills you..wrenches your heart..fills you with anger!! The anger that want to RIP the HEART of that guy…the rage of anger overtake you… all you want to do is kill that new guy!! But you are helpless! All you are left with is a little HOPE…. that your LOVE was true for her…. and SHE WILL COME BACK SOMEDAY!! 

YOU WILL WAIT FOR THAT DAY! and that’s what keeps you alive! But there won’t be a day you wont think about HER….. There wont be a night you wont shed tears for Her!! Take it from ME- Love her with all your heart guys…. Don’t let her sleep mad at night! Sort out
everything the same day…and stay happy with what you have!! 

Otherwise you are the one who is going to suffer more…. YOU are weaker then girls emotionally…! STAY IN LOVE….STAY HAPPY!

Chakshu Dadhich

MLSU

From Devi to Dayan

Posted: January 30, 2014 by CampusWriting in Writes...
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The woman is someone who cannot be defined easily she can be a mother, a sister, a wife and a daughter as well. The member of homo sapiens who sacrifice the most. Leaves her home, give birth, bear all the pain. In India even today women once married doesn’t speaks a word against the family of her husband, even today they believe in sacrifices, they carry all the pains and along with the practice of leaving her own house after marriage, even brings dowry. Not only this, women in India are regarded as deity on earth. From the time of Vedas women are being regarded as an incarnation of goddess on earth. There are home where when a baby girl is born they consider her as Laxmi who is the goddess of wealth. In Hindu religion the power of knowledge, wealth and strength lies in goddess Saraswati, Laxmi, Durga, all women. 

But the condition is not even everywhere. The plight of women has been really indelicate in several areas. Women are considered as a ‘woe’ by the men in the society in many places. I am not saying so because it is a written fact, but a visual one. Where on one hand they are being regarded as goddess on the other hand their rights and life both have been chucked away because of the patriarchal nature of the society which has always dominated the women. The oppression, suppression and all forms of household violence has been prevalent in the earlier society and even today in some of the places. 

It was Sita Who gave the Agni Pariksha, it was Sati who had to burn herself alive, it was and is women suffering. The horrifying truth related to women in this 21st century which I would like to mention is that, women still in today’s world has to suffer from a practice called ‘witch branding’. Branding a women as a witch. A witch! At one place you worship the woman deity and on the other hand you call them witch? 

The practice of witch branding is prevalent usually in tribal areas of India, which include, Jharkhand, Bengal, Bihar, Assam, Madhya Pradesh and Rajasthan. The community and the local crowd target one of the women the target is decided accordingly. There are many mala fide intentions found behind these activities either there is some personal grudge, property matter, revengeful act or usually hearsay. One such mentioned by the Women’s Feature Service (Jharkhand) is that this is the easiest way to acquire a woman’s property. 

The target is usually a widow, she is alone and without any support and hence they could be easily targeted. Branding them is not the end, there are several inhuman acts after that. The savage people brutally beat up the women, kill them, few lustful rascals take advantage of the situation and outrage the modesty of the women. Sometimes the women are raped as well then killed. This is one the most horrifying violence against women which still exists. Their soul is ripped apart, their character is assassinated, they are blamed for every unexpected happening, whether low rainfall, whether famine or drought or death of any person. A virtuous woman is killed for no reason they are beaten, paraded naked, disgraced, ostracized and then robbed of their land by anti social elements and sometimes even greedy relatives. Because of this witch branding practice.

Government has implemented several Acts to avoid this brutal and ignominious act of people, but those are much awaited to be seen in action. Many acts are being written on paper but not seen in force, usually it is seen the local authorities are even involved in this indelicate practice and hence no actions are taken.

Although offences under the Jharkhand’s Prevention of Witch Practices Act are cognisable and non bailable, the punishment is not stringent and the Act is seen as a legislation without teeth. For all the torture that a woman suffers on being branded a ‘dayan’ (witch), the Act recommends imprisonment for a term that may extend to three months or a fine of Rs 1,000 or both for the wrongdoer .Furthermore, any person who exploits a woman on the suspicion that she is a witch can be punished under the legislation with imprisonment for a term that may extend to six months or Rs 2,000 fine or both. If any person instigates anybody to brand a woman a witch, he can be imprisoned for a period of three months, fined Rs 1,000 or both. Despite of all the legislations existing the women’s self respect and life are ostracized and sabotaged.

Statistics on witch-hunting crimes compiled by the National Crime Record Bureau (NCRB) are a cause of concern. The NCRB reported that in 2007, 177 cases of witchcraft-related murders were reported from the above mentioned states. Jharkhand had the dubious distinction of reporting 50 witchcraft- related murders, followed by Andhra Pradesh with 33; Haryana at 30; Orissa with 28; Madhya Pradesh with 14, Chhattisgarh with 8 and Gujarat with only one reported case.

There are many such barbarous and gross scandals have been reported recently. Few of them are mentioned below to make everyone realise that having a nuclear deal, or a Lokpal will not be sufficient to make our land progress and prosper, if people are so much interested in fasting and publicizing ask them to consider these issues which are not even discussed 

• A 55-year-old woman was set on fire reportedly after she was branded as a witch by four members of a family at Rojwa village in the district, police said. Around seven members of one Dhedhiya family from the village allegedly attacked Mohliben Dhansingh Rathwa at her house on Sunday, dragged her out and set her on fire, an officer from Rangpur police station told. The accused were apprehended from the village today and a search is on to trace three other members suspected to have been involved in the attack.

• On the 25th of Jne in Jaipur, a 30-year-old woman was stripped and molested after being branded as a witch in Rajasthan’s Tonk district, police said Monday. The incident took place Saturday in Dhuan village of Tonk district, some 120 km from Jaipur. The woman approached police to register a first information report (FIR) against four people Sunday evening. The woman said that four men barged into her house while she was asleep and started alleging that she was a witch. They asked her to leave the village. She said in her complaint that they stripped, molested her and tried to rape her but the she managed to escape.

• In Gurwari village of Bhilwara District in Rajasthan, a 55 year-old woman was returning home from the temple when four men and a woman attacked her and started beating her with sticks. A huge crowd of villagers gathered there as the attackers claimed she was a witch and was possessed by an evil spirit. Her clothes were torn and she was stripped publicly. 

The reported ones are in front of us, many such incidents are not known to us, the issue is not something which would get resolved on its own, some initiative has to be taken, several such practice is done but no one comes to know about it as the women is killed or she out of shame never turns up. The practice still continues in many tribal areas of several states, something has to be done before the plague could spread any further. Let us not ruin the sanctity of a women, let their modesty be preserved and self respect be respected.
Same ‘Devi’ turned into a ‘Dayan’ ironical.!

Ashutosh Upadhyaya

Symbiosis Law School, Noida

10 minutes

Posted: January 18, 2014 by CampusWriting in Writes...
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If it wasn’t for the board outside, you wouldn’t want to have another glance at it. There weren’t what you call the ordinary rooms in it. The denizens preferred to call them-their coops. It was in these coops that they found a love each morning, lost it by night, and woke up the morning after lamenting.

The walls were so thin you could be a part of your neighbour’ lives on either side and they yours. I don’t even know what it will take you to believe? So I rather not mention these coops’ dimensions . Mary Jane was so potent that it had the nine of us gracing the floor of same coop as we listened to the owner rant about his lady-love who we could all hear, professing her love to another just next door.

I wondered what I was doing there? One had to wait for one’s hour of departure and one’s mother had the innate ability to phone them when they were to be found in their most deliriously brazen states. Somehow I braved mine and assured her that if she were to fly there right then, she would have done so in vain only to find me at the platform and as to why she couldn’t hear the usual backdrop voices I pointed out the vices of technology “It’s the phone,mum” and she bought it in half a heartbeat.

I stood outside for a while, breathing in the damp air, spiced by cheap cologne, tobacco and weed. I noticed I had two different slippers on but my gaze went beyond the sight of my ugly toes and fell upon a copperish curly-haired head. My eyes pried further till she might have felt two inebriated eyes boring her. That’s when she looked up.What met me was a pair of two hauntingly almost tealish beautiful eyes tinctured in sunken kohl-rimmed sockets. She smiled and I threw back the best I could manage.

Must be a college kid, though what is she doing in a place like this ( no one really points the finger at one’s own self). I had most definitely seen her back in college but what damned nook of that dreary building that I couldn’t recall. Ah it struck me like the first snow storm ; the library. I had seen her in the library, those same eyes buried deep within a novel. One of capote’s was it?

The chain of thought might have carried me further down the rabbit hole had it not been the fading effect of green and the gruff un-gentleman who had just entered the scene. Think of an image of the most macho man you have ever seen, add to it a protruding beer belly and a moustache that started from his nostrils and it was hard to differentiate it from his chest hair which if woven into a comforter could easily cover a california king and now hold onto that image for a while.

He held her by the arm in the most blood boiling way and whispered in a potential rapist’s steely voice “ 10 minutes!“. That face , those scared eyes and those words stayed with me for a long time and so immense was the combined effect of all, that I almost missed my train.

Dimple Negi

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A New Year Ahead

Posted: January 17, 2014 by CampusWriting in Writes...
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Another year, new and usual but sold.
To, who hide in long over coats called rich.
But sad and proletariat shiver in stark cold.
Whose warm wears are still to stitch.

Money and ego, conceal happiness who swathe.
Spits on kindness and civility .
Sarcastic privileges for illiterate, poor wade.
Where some practice rights and excuse their pity.

Let’s inject love and accept forth new.
Goodbye to abuses which circulated hate.
From the homogeneity of religion, caste, race or view.
Let’s call ourselves as equal and promiscuous earth-mates.

Nirjesh Gautam

gautam.njesh@gmail.com

TUM

Posted: January 16, 2014 by CampusWriting in Elements @ Sir Padampat Singhania University, Udaipur, Writes...
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Tum Roshani Ho Chanda Ki 
Ya Ho Koi Bahar
Tum Ho Pagalpan
Ya Mera Pahla Pyar…

Tum Ho Sazish Koi
Ya Uthta Koi Sawal
Tum Ho Zindagi Meri
Ya Bund Bund Aur Pyas…

Tum Ho Payal Ki Chamcham
Ya Ho Jhumke Ki Awaz
Tum Ho Ankhon Ka kajal,
Ya Meri Har Ek Saans…

Tum Prem Geet Ho
Ya Shayar Ka Alfaaz
Tum Soch Nahi Ho
Ya Ho Ban Gai Koi Kahani…

Tumse Ab Kese Izhaar Kru
Dil Se Dil Ka Ikraar Karu
Ya Kru Kese Pyar Ki Baat…

Tum Itna Kyu Muskrati Ho
Tum Kyu Khayalo Me Roz Ati Ho
Aur Jhulfo Ko Lahrati Ho
Phir Itna Kyu Tadpati Ho…

Tum Koshishe Iss Dil Ki
Ya Ho Rato Ka Khawab
Tum Ho Rangmanch Ki Kahani
Ya Asal Zindagi Ka Ehsaas…

Tum Ho Dhun Shahanai Ki
Ya Ho Yadon Ki Baraat
Tum Badhata Nasha Ho
Ya Ho Mera Pahla Pyar…
Ya Ho Mera Pahla Pyar…

Prateeti Rawal

Sir Padampat Singhaniya University, Udaipur

prateetirawal@gmail.com

Chaos

Posted: January 8, 2014 by CampusWriting in Writes...
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Time escapes
Like sand, 
Watching it go,
Alone I stand

Some thoughts formed, 
Some on the way
I feel too confused, 
to know what to say.

Zeal I find, 
Missing from the souls
Striving for excellence,
Is a lost goal.

The world seems a ‘chaos’, 
So does my mind
Am I too strange? 
Or the people I find?

The eyes I look, 
Are devoid of gleam
Nobody dares, 
Nobody dreams.

Even the gold
Refuses to shine
Neither a thing pure
Nor a person divine.

Sometimes I wonder 
What life is about?
‘Does it even matters, 
Is all I doubt.’

The deeper I go 
Deeper it seems
Is the world real, 
or is it a dream?

Anushree Gupta

Jaypee University of Information Technology

वो एक लड़की और मेरा प्यार…

Posted: January 7, 2014 by CampusWriting in Writes...
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dedicated to my love…

वो एक लड़की जिसने मुझे, मेरे जीवन का मतलब सिखाया,

वो जिसने खुद अँधेरे में रह कर ,

खुद सारे दु:खों को झेलकर,

मेरे जीवन में एक उजाले की किरण से उम्मीदों को दिखया ॥

वो एक लड़की और मेरा प्यार बस तुम हो,बस तुम हो…

 

वो एक लड़की जिसने मुझे ,मेरे हार में भी जीतना सिखाया ,

वो जिसने खुद अपनी खुशियों की बलि दे दी,

खुद सारे आँसुओं को पीकर,

मेरे जीवन में खुशियों के फूल को बिना बाधा खिलना सिखाया ॥

वो एक लड़की और मेरा प्यार बस तुम हो,बस तुम हो…

 

 

वो एक लड़की जिसने मुझे , प्यार करना सिखाया,

वो जिसने खुद मेरे जीवन में,

अपनी खुशबू से,

मेरे जीवन में प्यार के महक से ,मुझे खुश रहना सिखाया ॥

वो एक लड़की और मेरा प्यार बस तुम हो,बस तुम हो…

 

वो एक लड़की, जिसने मुझे रंगों का नया मतलब सिखाया,

वो जिसने अपने एक मुस्कराहट से,

मेरे दु:खी चेहरे को हरपल,

मेरे वीरान पड़ चुकीं जिंदगी को, खुल कर हँसना सिखाया ॥

वो एक लड़की और मेरा प्यार बस तुम हो,बस तुम हो…

Indranil Shukla

KIIT University, Bhubneshwar

Seerat: An Unknown Destiny

Posted: January 6, 2014 by CampusWriting in Writes...
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What to tell, no words to say,

just looking the time, for a meeting today,

It is hard to believe when we will meet,

Today I am finding it difficult to ask you,

for a single date.

I know, I wasted my time, just thinking of you,

but believe me, I was/am, only looking at you

I don’t know how to propose

I just know, I like you the most.

I never asked a single girl for a date

In the hope for a meeting, one day

You will one day ask, why I haven’t asked?

The thing is, I am not dependent on me,

How I care you, you being with me?

I wanted to escape, its again the destiny

who pushed here for a short break.

Its better for me, to tell you everything here,

Don’t know when we will meet asking the same question

why I don’t proceed?

Sanjeev Chauhan

It’s not that

Posted: January 5, 2014 by CampusWriting in Daily Quotes
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It’s not that I can’t live without you ,
It’s just that I don’t want to live without you…

Nabila Khan

Peoples Dental Academy