"I write to express, I write to feel, I write for a hope, I write because I am a HUMAN"

She raped me, she raped me not; She raped me, she raped me not; She raped me, she raped me not; She raped me. 11:00 PM, it was quite late. According to the norms of the society- A man shouldn't be outside for so late. What Sharmaji will think, who always ready to look through his window and stare with his eagle eyes; What Jessi Aunty will think, who has the highest hearing capacity to listen to every gossips; What Chintu will learn from you, who lives next door. "This guy is shameless, always late" "He always come drunk, might also take drugs" "Might have tattoos in his body" "Definitely he has lots of girlfriends, Playboy" "Check his room lights, always disco type, every night party" "How the hell he was raised by his parents" "See his hairstyle, why so much attitude? Don't even know how to respect elders and women" "Guaranteed he is a criminal" As because I'm the only bachelor in the whole apa...

 Bloody stains all over my skin, of all my children that died; My trees, my animals; the flora, the fauna. Am I bleeding? Of course not, How could I? Ssss...aw...my baby, don't you cry, One day, you will grow so big and end up in someone's bed, kitchen, wardrobe; You're so...lucky. Hey, you two, stop fighting over the food, Just eat it and go back to the safe place. Otherwise, that Stupid Human will come again, My children - all are so happy. Mommy Yes, my child I'm scared, I heard big noises Oh, you don't have to worry, They wont cut you now, you're too small, Today, your big brothers and sisters will be cut down. You promise? Yes, my child, don't worry. Here, they come, big, loud - Machines; Aaaa... it's hurting... you Humans, Why you can't go slow, always in a rush...aaa... "Mommy, help, they are cutting everything" I said stop, stop, you, morons, don't you listen to me, don't kill my child, please...I said please...I beg you... ...