He isn't proud of her
He is never proud of her,
He was in fact, never,
She didn't liked singing,
She was forced to,
She liked playing guitar,
She was not allowed to,
Cause, guitars are played
And tuned in Bars,
She loved dance,
She shouldn't,
Cause, dancing is cheap,
You don't gain anything in that.
She started her business,
In teen
She was captured in news papers,
And then,she was asked to stop
This non sense,
And concentrate on studies.
She started reciting poems,
She was called to AIR,
and that was of no use,
Cause no one heard her.
She lost hope in what she was doing,
She lost interest,
That's why, she never shared,
Anything she does.
Cause everyone are
Ready to pin her,
And discourage her.
At last,.her poem was printed,
Her name was printed.
After many days,.
It was recozinised with it,.
And then,
She was told that,
Nothing could help her with it.
Your writings,
And publishers would make money!
Crap!
What she should do?
Stop everything?
Or stop breathing?
Shashwati Patil!
This blog contains my happiness and more of my anger, I start scribbling when I feel pain, which cannot be shown in any other form but in writing.
Monday, 5 September 2016
mistakes commence
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