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Why do we only care when it is too late?

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One thing that makes me super mad is that why people don't take depression seriously. We all have so many people around our self yet we feel alone. I think depression is one the most dangerous diseases, depression take things to a next level because you can't see what is going on in some ones mind. When you are ill, your body shows you the signs of sickness and then the people around you make you go see a doctor and takes extra care of you until you get better. Why cant we do this when some one is going through depression or having anxiety? Okay, you may ask that how to know if some one is having any emotional issues? The simplest answer is just ASK. Reach out to the other person. Notice the small gestures, their facial expressions. Notice that how present they are in a group discussion. We tend to ignore these things by thinking "He or she is just having a bad day", If you take a little bit time out of your day and ask some one that what is wrong, hear them

The lost Humanity.

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How long the rapists are going to label their act as *He or she asked for it*. Aesay kapray nahi pehno, log dekhtay hain.. Aesay nahi chalo, log dekhain gain.. When are we going to teach the boys *Apni nigah neechi rako*. Yes it is true that we have to dress properly if you are a girl or a boy. And in today's world, you have to be extra careful and take proper care of yourself. Well, Zainab was not wearing any revealing clothes, she was not asking for it then how can some one be this cruel to do such thing? KIDNAPPED, RAPED & KILLED. Zainab is not the first victim of all this, she is just a new addition in the chain of forgotten kids of rape cases, child abuse & harassment. What is the best thing to do? The main thing is to teach our kids that what is okay and what is not. Teach your kids that what parts of their body are private and no one is allowed to touch there except themselves and their parents. Make them understand that is not okay when some one is being extr

She blossomed in her misery..

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In her eyes, you can easily see. She always knew a way out. She sees the happiness in front of her but she always close her eyes. You look at her with confusion. You never knew, She fell in love with her sadness. She fell in love with her darkness.

Trust me, Your demons are real.

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Later at night, sometimes, in this dark, I often think. Why do people get scared of other people. Maybe they should not, maybe that is not the real problem. When I think deeply, I know that I have never been more afraid of any human except my own self.  Maybe this is true, Maybe our own shadows haunts us. Maybe?