Saam ki chai.

  Ki kitna achha hota  ager meri wo kursii jisse Maine kuch mahino pehle hi pure aadhe ghante ke mol bhaoo ke baad  puree 200 rupee ki bachatt se kharida tha, wo bas 2 inch aur lumbi aur 2 inch aur chauri hotti, to sayad Mai  wo tool jo bare hi mehnat se khoj ke nikali gyi thi wo uss kursi pe tika paati aur, diwal ki uss uchai pe pohonch paati jahan banane waale ne bulb atkane ki jagah ko kuch zyada hi apni saan se jodte hue kuch aise uchai pe uska thikhana banaya h jo mere achhe khaase lumbe vektitvav pe chindi hone ka ahsas karata h, aur bare hi asani se uss bulb ko badal paati jo diee gye samai se pehle hi apna fuse off kerke, yuhin andhere me sarmaye baitha h, abb haal ye h ki ek tarf wo kursi 2inch lambe aur chaure na hone ke gum me gamgin h to dusri aur wo tool apni chaar tanngo ko samet na paane ke taqlif se paresan , aur uper laga wo bulb v mayus para, khud ki bajaye dusron se rosni ki aas ker rha , aur phir mai jo inn teen mayush logon ke beech diwal se tagg...

  Well, I used to call myself a scrap writer—of course, because every time I write, it feels like nothing more than a scrap of paper that is bound to remain in the corner of my diary. Still carrying the designation of being a simple, stupid, and unemployed writer, this woman that I am is once again sitting at her desk with a scrap paper. I really don’t have any short or long speech to give, and of course any single word might end up sounding like a typical Women's Day bhashan. Nevertheless, today, being a 20-year-old woman in this society,I am here to align some words for myself , I remember a line someone had told me in my childhood—a line that always lived somewhere in the fading corners of my memory. The line was: "Before being a woman or a man, always remember that you have to be a human.” Yes, and as a human, you possess every quality, every need, and every authority that a human being can ethically and morally possess. This society never—never—never,lets you forget that ...