Maybe, she was innocent when she was used as an instrument by men to fulfill their sexual needs.
Maybe, she stayed silent and denied to inform her parents.
In our day to day lives, we meet few people from whose faces we can determine their pains, their dreams and their longing for a happy life. This was one among them…
“What’s your passion? What do you want to achieve?” I asked her. “My passion is dead. It’s buried” she replied with eyes full of tears.
Oh! this is the week of International Women’s day! So I dedicate this post to womanhood 🙂
Women! The creators 🙂 Happy Women’s day 🙂 ❤ I respect and love you all 🙂