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indefinite_mirage

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She finally got the happy ending she was waiting for. Though she has bruised her knees and cut her elbow. Though she has broken ger heart and lying on the floor, she is happy somewhere deep within. ©indefinite_mirage Deep within #AkeleBaitha #happyending #Happiness #Broken #Bruised #Trending #New #new_post #nojolove #nojohindi Bhagyashree Jena UnHeardकवि Dristi Dash

She finally got the happy ending she was waiting for. Though she has bruised her knees and cut her elbow. Though she has broken ger heart and lying on the floor, she is happy somewhere deep within. ©indefinite_mirage Deep within #AkeleBaitha #happyending #Happiness #Broken #Bruised #Trending #New #new_post #nojolove #nojohindi Bhagyashree Jena UnHeardकवि Dristi Dash

Seema Sharma

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Mending a relationship which is broken like a glass .... Will give you more bruise... Bruise.... #स्नेह_के_साथी #mywritingmywords #mywritingmythoughts #yqdidi #yqthought #bruised #bruisedheart #lovehurts

Mending a relationship which is broken like a glass .... Will give you more bruise... Bruise.... #स्नेह_के_साथी #mywritingmywords #mywritingmythoughts #yqdidi #yqthought #bruised #bruisedheart #lovehurts

Bizz_are_ Soul

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Bruised and blotched, they revived hailing new wounds... Participate in this #rapidfire and write a #323story. My favourite entries posted before 10 pm IST will be highlighted tomorrow. :) #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba #bruised #blotched #yqquotes #yqbaba

Bruised and blotched, they revived hailing new wounds... Participate in this #rapidfire and write a #323story. My favourite entries posted before 10 pm IST will be highlighted tomorrow. :) #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba #bruised #blotched #yqquotes #yqbaba

Roohi Bhargava

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Your heart maybe bruised, but with love, it can all be healed. #bruised #healed

Your heart maybe bruised, but with love, it can all be healed. #bruised #healed

Divine

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You've been wronged even before you knew what it meant But don't cry You've been crushed beyond repair But don't cry You've been humiliated everyday But don't cry You've seen everything youve hold on to with your dear life be snatched away But don't cry You'll never be that girl again but don't cry Because you're going to be stronger, happier and unbreakable So don't cry ©Divine #Broken #tiredsoul #Bruised #betrayal #tears #pillowtalk #hurt #Soul #Life_experience #divine

You've been wronged even before you knew what it meant But don't cry You've been crushed beyond repair But don't cry You've been humiliated everyday But don't cry You've seen everything youve hold on to with your dear life be snatched away But don't cry You'll never be that girl again but don't cry Because you're going to be stronger, happier and unbreakable So don't cry ©Divine #Broken #tiredsoul #Bruised #betrayal #tears #pillowtalk #hurt #Soul #Life_experience #divine

Deepshikha Sujata Mishra

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Guide to a good girl.  1- When I was 5, my maa handed me over the barbie dolls and kitchen sets to play with,  My fascination for hotwheels and beyblades, building blocks and video games, action figures and lazer rifles, to my maa and papa was more or less a cosmological myth. My parents could not digest my leisure time being spent in company of boys and their masculine toys, and as the consequence,  I was made to sit in a room all day, with a stuffed doll and few make up sets in defence. I wanted to run away, from the holes of that dungeon tied to the invisible shackles, as quick as the squirrel,  But i couldn't, i was the good girl. 2- When I was 13, a muscular and stiff man with dense beard and frowned eye brows, animalistic gazes and mysterious intentions,  Reaches out for newly formed budding breasts, and inserts his fingers piercing into my vagina  Leaving no unexplored canyons. He played with me like I was the barbie doll, But I thought cricket and kabbadi were his call. He bruised me like I was the GTA or NFS car, But those red scars, to him were merely victory avatars. I wanted "my brother" to stop, to not gift me this disgust and pain as the rewards of my Rakhies, unable to unfurl,  But i couldn't, I was the good girl. 3- I'm 21 now, and I have few advices for the women of my age, or younger or elder. 1, Do not show cleavage or thighs or shoulders or neck or legs or even your face, For the length of your fabric can even get you raped, just like an 18month infant or an 80 year old lady, following your disgrace. 2, Do not talk to male friends or fall in love with men or buy condoms or go home late, For you can destruct your hormones on pills, or get acid attacked on refusals or get killed in the name of kinship dignity to dilate. Do not smoke or drink or go clubbing,  Do not laugh out loud in public  Do not raise voices against violence by men Do not wait for thirties to get married  Do not disrespect or disobey relatives or in-law Do not break the tradition of indian culture  Do not deny favours to your male bosses Do not abuse in filthy languages and slangs  Do not dream about sexual pleasures and female orgasms Do not rant about education and career and women empowerment  Do not use words like vagina or menstruation or masturbation or male chauvinism  Do not object at being called a characterless or a bitch or a slut or a prostitute or a mistress  Do not utter a word at being touched in several areas of your worshipped and sacred body by a boy, or a man or an uncle.  Do not enclose your identity preserved carefully under the sheathe,  Do not breathe. I am the woman who was  Molested and assaulted,  Gaped and raped,  Smacked and acid attacked,  Objectified and sanctified,  Beaten and auctioned,  Born and died right after  My silenced screams, bruised scars, crushed down soul, ripped apart, are the evidence of my body being handed over in hands of patriarchy, as they conquer. Listen, please follow these rules  However I couldn't,  I shouted and yelled,  I opposed and protested,  I screamed and hurled,  I am, now, the bad girl.  #DPF

Guide to a good girl.  1- When I was 5, my maa handed me over the barbie dolls and kitchen sets to play with,  My fascination for hotwheels and beyblades, building blocks and video games, action figures and lazer rifles, to my maa and papa was more or less a cosmological myth. My parents could not digest my leisure time being spent in company of boys and their masculine toys, and as the consequence,  I was made to sit in a room all day, with a stuffed doll and few make up sets in defence. I wanted to run away, from the holes of that dungeon tied to the invisible shackles, as quick as the squirrel,  But i couldn't, i was the good girl. 2- When I was 13, a muscular and stiff man with dense beard and frowned eye brows, animalistic gazes and mysterious intentions,  Reaches out for newly formed budding breasts, and inserts his fingers piercing into my vagina  Leaving no unexplored canyons. He played with me like I was the barbie doll, But I thought cricket and kabbadi were his call. He bruised me like I was the GTA or NFS car, But those red scars, to him were merely victory avatars. I wanted "my brother" to stop, to not gift me this disgust and pain as the rewards of my Rakhies, unable to unfurl,  But i couldn't, I was the good girl. 3- I'm 21 now, and I have few advices for the women of my age, or younger or elder. 1, Do not show cleavage or thighs or shoulders or neck or legs or even your face, For the length of your fabric can even get you raped, just like an 18month infant or an 80 year old lady, following your disgrace. 2, Do not talk to male friends or fall in love with men or buy condoms or go home late, For you can destruct your hormones on pills, or get acid attacked on refusals or get killed in the name of kinship dignity to dilate. Do not smoke or drink or go clubbing,  Do not laugh out loud in public  Do not raise voices against violence by men Do not wait for thirties to get married  Do not disrespect or disobey relatives or in-law Do not break the tradition of indian culture  Do not deny favours to your male bosses Do not abuse in filthy languages and slangs  Do not dream about sexual pleasures and female orgasms Do not rant about education and career and women empowerment  Do not use words like vagina or menstruation or masturbation or male chauvinism  Do not object at being called a characterless or a bitch or a slut or a prostitute or a mistress  Do not utter a word at being touched in several areas of your worshipped and sacred body by a boy, or a man or an uncle.  Do not enclose your identity preserved carefully under the sheathe,  Do not breathe. I am the woman who was  Molested and assaulted,  Gaped and raped,  Smacked and acid attacked,  Objectified and sanctified,  Beaten and auctioned,  Born and died right after  My silenced screams, bruised scars, crushed down soul, ripped apart, are the evidence of my body being handed over in hands of patriarchy, as they conquer. Listen, please follow these rules  However I couldn't,  I shouted and yelled,  I opposed and protested,  I screamed and hurled,  I am, now, the bad girl.  #DPF