The Harsh Truth

A country with talents yet to explore Seldom indeed but breaks the records Roots hastened to the very core of Vedas untying the folk lore. Roots of poverty invisible in abyss Malnutrition crippling the penurious souls Dying faith in supreme Deity pressurises to surrender Every consecutive day obstacles paves the way. A family with 6 girls willing to bargain the youngest one To a despot residing in every Nukkar and obligating her To reside in the extreme circumstances for the sake of her family Agonising over her very existence in this world mortified to tell her. The survival of the fittest no more concerned with animal world Humans hold the theory equally well albeit only applying to the Slave world, the haunting shadows engulfing the true identity. Tragedy allies with the misery and plays the game of Peek A boo. Kalyuga yet to show it’s true colour, this is just the beginning So no need to fear, God still has to land in here, till then Try to fight like a mighty Tiger and show them your fierce.