Author - Jui Purohit.

*CLICK HERE FOR PREVIOUS VERSE*  Pragati! Progress, it's me, Please come in and have some tea, The lush green plants in my garden you ask? I water them daily, in sun let them bask! I love taking care of my garden, The relaxing chair, amidst beautiful flowers, like an arden, I decorate every knook and corner of my home, I love shapes, the squares, circles and the dome. I know my name suggests progress, I know, I sound more homely than the rest, But this is my way of being happy, I want freedom from all the unsaid notions, crappy. I like to cook a variety of food, Experimenting and learning until I am too good! I like to bake, serve and clean, What? Am I a maid?....What do you mean? Appetising my family's hunger, What's wrong in this I wonder? I love doing the household chores, Visiting vegetable markets and grocery stores. Don't judge me for who I am, Yes, I am a graduate, yet a housewife, ma'am, Housewives are working ladies too, There's no work at home, says wh...

*CLICK HERE FOR THE PREVIOUS VERSE*  "Devi! What a beautiful name, A lady full of culture and shame (read Laaj), Cooking, cleaning, looking after your house, You must be a beloved spouse!" I get this quite often, Yes, I am devi, but with a caution, I hate cleaning and cooking, I prefer going out and working. I want freedom from narrow minded thinking, I love to get dressed and am considering inking, Fashion and trends I love to follow, I enjoy going on trips solo. What goes in Dal Makhni, I am totally unaware, Making me learn complex recipes, is totally unfair! I wish to work and generate some revenue, Dream big, aspire and unlock new avenues. Staying home and doing mundane chores, Isn't my cup of tea....lingering indoors, Completing tasks gives me a high, Deadlines and meetings, sipping coffee and chai. Pizza, pasta, burgers tempt me sometimes, I cheat on my diet quite a few times, Dal-chawal is my favourite too, Cakes, chocolates, I can't have, said who? Don't m...

 Hi my name is Kranti, What a rebellious name given by my parents!, But when I'm not able to breathe freely in my marriage, they are totally ignorant. I want freedom from the judging eyes of society, I don't want anyone to see me with pity, I want to throw away shackles of my sorrowful wedlock, My priorities, my will, my consent, I want nobody to block. The mental and physical abuse, Venting out your anger as an excuse, Am I punching bag for you? To thrash me black and blue! If I am not at fault, Why should my life halt? The one who is responsible for the shameful act, Has to apologise infact. I don't want to suffer in silence, I don't want to live a so called happy life, in pretence, 'Things will get better', is just an illusion, I am not happy right now, wanna've freedom to make this confession You get up each day and do what you want to, Is it a privilege enjoyed by women few? Is liberation only possible with drastic measures? Is it a crime to aspire plea...