Feministaa

Have we become Mere Puppets of Modernism ?

Amidst the dusty lanes
And concrete jungles
I find myself juggling with the mere aspect of life.
The roar of the buses shunting up and down
Cry of humans engulfing the surrounding
Lost with a cause to find the effect
Bricks and glasses covering all around
I struggle hard to look beyond the existing zone
Pacing the entire area back and forth
Realizing the fact that we’re trapped.
Trapped, yes, trapped
Materialism, manipulation, anger, lust entrenched deep in our roots
Losing the basic essence of humanity.
What have we become
A slave of modernism?
Given ourselves
Pretending to be who we’re not
Raised our hands up in the air
Given up on hope
Neglecting the fact that,only if I think, I am me.

Saloni Jain

Saloni is an epitome of sarcasm with the right amount of humor in her writing combining with extracts from her personal experiences. She anyday enjoys a cup of hot Americano, good music and she’s a weekend party lover.

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