You all would have seen the news of 9th August . It's a request to behave like humans not women not men just humans . How difficult it is to see others as someone's daughter , wife, mother most importantly human . Whatever happened it's not new but why does this have to happen. No one can be born without a mother then how come someone can be this brutal with a woman who would have become an excellent mother. I mean I don't want to stand for a women now I want that no men no trans nobody should be behaved this way. Every living being has the right to live the way they want. We just need to give space is it difficult to give somebody something which is their right . ©Sai Angel Shaayari

Sai Angel Shaayari

Pages turned, worlds unfold, Magic whispers, young and old. Ink-dipped dreams, minds astray, Reading's spell, comes to stay. With every line, a tale takes flight, Imagination's wings, shine bright. Characters leap, from paper's stage, Their stories weaving, a magic cage. In reading's realm, we find our might, Where words transport, through day and night. To realms of wonder, and pure delight, Where magic lives, in every line and light. So let us read, and let our spirits soar, For in the pages, magic waits in store. ©twisha ray

twisha ray

You all would have seen the news of 9th August . It's a request to behave like humans not women not men just humans . How difficult it is to see others as someone's daughter , wife, mother most importantly human . Whatever happened it's not new but why does this have to happen. No one can be born without a mother then how come someone can be this brutal with a woman who would have become an excellent mother. I mean I don't want to stand for a women now I want that no men no trans nobody should be behaved this way. Every living being has the right to live the way they want. We just need to give space is it difficult to give somebody something which is their right . ©Sai Angel Shaayari

Sai Angel Shaayari

Pages turned, worlds unfold, Magic whispers, young and old. Ink-dipped dreams, minds astray, Reading's spell, comes to stay. With every line, a tale takes flight, Imagination's wings, shine bright. Characters leap, from paper's stage, Their stories weaving, a magic cage. In reading's realm, we find our might, Where words transport, through day and night. To realms of wonder, and pure delight, Where magic lives, in every line and light. So let us read, and let our spirits soar, For in the pages, magic waits in store. ©twisha ray

twisha ray