It look so easy to be a Parent. Isn't it what we have to do nothing just have to keep our child secure and need to guide them correctly. Is it so ?
Absolutely Not. Being a Parent is the most difficult task in this world. You need to know about your child. You need to take care of their Every single Need. You need to fulfill those needs as well. And this is possible only because you both are doing it together.
But what if you are alone ? Does it work the same way ?
Naahh You have to play both the roles for your child you need to be caring as mother and also need to be strict as father that's how life move ahead.
But being a Single Parent is always a difficult task and what makes it more difficult is US This Society.
Our society never accepts being a Single Parent but in case of women's this is taken as guilt or should i say she is treated as a slut.
Don't you think we people need to rethink about who is really slut. If she was then why would she have given birth to a child whose father is not being recognised ? Don't you think we are blaming the wrong person out here?
All such single Parents need encouragement from this society i wish we'll provide them that !
Just don't blame anyone or don't judge them before even knowing the truth.
To all single parent out there you all are very powerful because you'll are fighting from this damn society just to keep your child safe ❤.
May God Bless You with lots of Happiness and Joy.
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Diabolical villains the world over were both enamored by and loathsome of his wanton malignance, his insatiable hunger for the most ignominious scandal and the licentiousness with which he tried to sate it. The quintessence of monstrosity, his unscrupulous repudiation of empathy fueled what can only be described as an abomination so feculant and macabre that no episode in all of history approaches it. Truly, no human utterance can presently describe the grisly spectacle of butchery, the homicidal pogrom of unprovokedly executed felony that he unleashed upon his countless victims, nor should any morally balanced individual be capable of doing so.
Humanity has suffered at the hands of his grotesquery, and no amount of justice shall lace a single stitch into the gaping wound he's ripped through us with his measureless iniquity. But rest assured we may be that he's securely locked away within the most vigorous and stalwart facilities technology can offer. Let us only hope they hold him, for even now an unconstrained and inalienably violent bearing swells behind his very eyes, and what schemes and plots his heinous mind is hatching we shall not dare to guess.
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I sit on the boat,
And I paddle as wind touches my broken bow,
It amuses me how well I do,
How well I cut the wind and make through
I lean and see, am still on sand
I console myself, one day I will be in sea,
Lets keep preparing till then,
I will only have a single chance
To escape unbroken.
I have been on a verge for long.
I am a boat that never sailed.
Night softens all the edges and the blankets hum a lullaby. You are near you are far I am near I am far. Close to me fast to me knit to me gathered. I am on your sleeve you are on my sleeve we are collided coined minted together. The new of me invents the new of you invents the new of me. /
The afternoon fought with walls, tapped and knocked to find possible ways. Do I make the battles or do the battles make me do I have the trouble or does the trouble have me. /
But night smooths the lines to nothing unravels the tangles soothes sight and watches the closer come closer.