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एक वय ते होत की जेव्हा जादू वर पण विश्वास होता एक वय हे आहे की वास्तवावर सुध्दा शंका आहे ... deep meaning Marathi quotes

एक वय ते होत की जेव्हा जादू वर पण विश्वास होता एक वय हे आहे की वास्तवावर सुध्दा शंका आहे ... deep meaning Marathi quotes

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कालच्या "मी" च्या गर्भातून उमलले आजची "मी" कालच्या चुका कालचं शहाणपण घेउन जन्मले आज "मी" प्रतिबिंबीत होत राहिल माझ्यात कुठेतरी कालची "मी" काही तोडलेले बंध काही नवं अंकुरलेलं घेऊन जन्मले आज "मी" स्त्रीत्वाचा हात धरून निभावली माझी नाती मी कधी नात्यात हरवत कधी स्वतःला शोधत अचानक स्वतःला सापडले "मी" ©Vaidehi Shhalu #vaidehipoetry #marathi #MarathiKavita #womansDay #Woman #Thoughts

कालच्या "मी" च्या गर्भातून उमलले आजची "मी" कालच्या चुका कालचं शहाणपण घेउन जन्मले आज "मी" प्रतिबिंबीत होत राहिल माझ्यात कुठेतरी कालची "मी" काही तोडलेले बंध काही नवं अंकुरलेलं घेऊन जन्मले आज "मी" स्त्रीत्वाचा हात धरून निभावली माझी नाती मी कधी नात्यात हरवत कधी स्वतःला शोधत अचानक स्वतःला सापडले "मी" ©Vaidehi Shhalu #vaidehipoetry #marathi #MarathiKavita #womansDay #Woman #Thoughts

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The woman in red Once upon a time lived a woman in the darkest corner of the city, Who traded her time in exchange for money When she walked with grace across the city roads clad in her red saree, red lipstick and wearing ‘gajra’ in her hair, She could turn heads Few with ‘awe’ and many with ‘yucks!’ The country folks called her a prostitute a whore, But every night they fantasized undressing her hitting her and forcing them inside her. “Ohhhhh !! The pleasure of just the thought of her” And their hands slid inside their pants. She was nasty and they said “ I want a pinch of her dirt on me tonight.” In the morning they cleaned the dirt off their sleeves and collars And they looked perfect outside and feeling heavenly inside. She was done working for the night unlike most of us, Who are done working for the day. She got up dressed in her best and entered into a fresh day fearlessly. The woman in red

The woman in red Once upon a time lived a woman in the darkest corner of the city, Who traded her time in exchange for money When she walked with grace across the city roads clad in her red saree, red lipstick and wearing ‘gajra’ in her hair, She could turn heads Few with ‘awe’ and many with ‘yucks!’ The country folks called her a prostitute a whore, But every night they fantasized undressing her hitting her and forcing them inside her. “Ohhhhh !! The pleasure of just the thought of her” And their hands slid inside their pants. She was nasty and they said “ I want a pinch of her dirt on me tonight.” In the morning they cleaned the dirt off their sleeves and collars And they looked perfect outside and feeling heavenly inside. She was done working for the night unlike most of us, Who are done working for the day. She got up dressed in her best and entered into a fresh day fearlessly. The woman in red