The times the flower bloomed
its aroma remained unrecognisable,
For she never knew the essence of true love
After years when she searched for the one,
it was long gone and it became a symbolism of lost love.
And she regretted when she realised that she was actually and still is in love with him.
She waited for the never ending unrequited love to be answered,
She waited in hopes to hear the answer from him….
THE WORLD WHEN CASTE SYSTEM BREAKS
We all are one,one caste, one humanity.
“Hey, look at him, his face looks disgusting”
“She is a bookworm”
“They are so funny, we should get around with them a lot”.
“He is so our type we might get along with him well”.
“Let’s avoid them, they are of no good”.
“I don’t want to be with her, she is hideous”
People still act the same, they see things differently and the world still stays divided.