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                                  "A Woman" 


You are a woman!
You are not supposed to talk.
You are not supposed to believe.
You are not supposed to act as if you are an individual.
No, you should not be doing this.
You should not be doing that.
You are supposed to behave properly.
You are supposed to walk properly with poise.
You are not allowed to raise your voice.
You are not allowed to say anything.
You are not allowed to utter a word that may question your femininity.
You are responsible for anything that may happen to you.
No! You cannot blame anyone else.
You are not supposed to indulge yourself in any sort of blame game.
Because, darling! this is not your game.
Why?
Well, you are not supposed to question this or anything.
Because, you are a woman!

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  1. Oh my GOODNESS THIS IS WONDERFUL. This is so true & apt. More power to you, my girl!

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  2. So beautifully wrote! Hail and prayers 💜

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  3. It's beautiful
    Allah karey zor e qalam aur ziada

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  4. Flickers of immense potential ...it has come out of a raw but v creative mind n sensitive heart...i dont have any reason not to believe these flickers can turn into light houses with perseverance,practice n grit..good luck !

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