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Rapes, infanticide, harassment - Is there a solution?

Few thoughts: Heinous crimes like rapes & female foeticide/ infanticide are symptoms of some larger malaise plaguing the society. While handing out exemplary punishment, speedy judiciary, teaching the kids and adolescents to respect everyone is a part of it, I believe it is incomplete. Some systemic issues need to be addressed to minimize these issues in long run. I believe that the most important of this is economic independence of women. - I don't have any data to support it, but economically independent women are more likely to raise a voice against wrongdoings against her, be it physical or mental abuse, sexual harassment, foeticide or rapes. These issues are often under-reported because of economic reasons & tendency to "live with it", chiefly because of economic reasons. If more and more women are economically independent, more likely would be the protest & it will deter a substantial chunk of people from mistreating women. - The proportion of f

Sometimes

Sometimes deep within me, There are some voices And I then delude myself, They are nothing but noises. Sometimes they long to come out, Words that lie within me inside, I wonder if it'll disturb the sleep, Of people who are awake beside. Sometime I dream of dreams, That once kept me awake, And that silent whisper then says, That is was some mistake. That I should keep these thoughts, Far, far away from myself, And let them silently die Sometimes I tell to myself; Some things are better left unsaid. Some words are better left unspelt. Some dreams are better left undreamt. Some feelings are better left unfelt.

The city

The green fields disappeared, The landscape changed somewhere, And that famed skyline appeared Suddenly out of nowhere. The squalor began to grow, I could see people all around, The din slowly increased, and Tranquility was nowhere to be found The crowds then swelled, And, all seemed to be in hurry, But all I could see on their face, Was resignation and worries. The city arrived, said the signboard But what it said not Was, welcome to the jungle, Of lifeless concrete and rot.

The Shrill Voice

There was a shrill voice within, Longing to see the light With each passing moment It grew louder and bright. It didn't stay there for long As louder became its screams, Sounds of half-fulfilled wishes And long abandoned dreams. And then I asked those troubling voices What is your wish and what do you want? It spoke, and I replied -Y our wishes are unreasonable, And asking something that I can't.

Wordless

I looked up and gazed, Onto the computer screen. To write something, With thoughts in my head, And some ideas in my mind, But words were found missing!

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