http://slow.writerscafe.org/nida_lodi The original writings of author Nida Lodi en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776010198 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Women!!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nida_lodi/1722653/ "Randi, Randi...Randi...Randi...." They all shouted in a deep roar throwing eggs and whatever they got in their hands at Farida's  belly. A young boy, hardly aged 18, appeared from the crowd and jumped to her and tore off her sleeve from right hand.Just as they were boys they did not have to bo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nida_lodi/1642954/ Hello Everyone.I am a 26 years old woman. I celebrated my 2nd marriage anniversary yesterday. We married on 22 August, 2013. It was a  love marriage.My husband gifted me a gold bracelet and brought me my favorite dessert. We wished each other and my husband seemed to be on cloud 9 yesterday.I p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nida_lodi/1613869/ I write youin the airin the mizzlesand in the stillness of itin the flurry of snowon the pillowson the windowpanes of my roomon my tonguewhenever I relish sweetness(you)..!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nida_lodi/1338293/  School Anthem-Lucky Bal NiketanO pupils of Lucky BalNiketan!!Come on let us sing in unisonSongs of our adored and glorious pastAnd ventures to make our existence  vastIgnite the slumbering mind of yoursWith a fire in your passionO pupils of Lucky BalNik.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nida_lodi/1176252/ Today when I walk upon the sands of timeI find the pearls of your love scatteredthat once necklaced us together so exquisitelyI find the ruins of your drowned dreamsI find the burning shards of your desiresBut I have a spirit of yoursAnd I believe  thatone dayFlowe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nida_lodi/955492/ Through the clouds of painfulness, rays of hope loomraising the lost crown again, my nation becomes my pliablegroomHe cries for the  peoplewho died rubbing their heels  at erstCupping my face in his hands, He promises me no one willsleep hungry and athirstMy nation my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nida_lodi/895473/ your face was a braille my fingers loved to read....your eyes a loch I loved to vanish into I still feel the preserved droplets of ur love drawing around the reminiscence of you again and again... from the wrecks of memories we once builded.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nida_lodi/892657/ The colorful butterflies u sent me flutters no more...the paint we made for our roost has splattered all over the ground...the hum of eternal bliss never comes to my ears...for so long u were my ethiopia, famishing me infinitely and then hurrying in all of a sudden....... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nida_lodi/892642/ I’m riding in a golden chariot being drawn by 2 white horses.There is another woman sitting next to me whom I don’t know.The chariot is covered all over with a pair of windows sidewards covered by thin,transparent jalousie.I take-off the jalousie and peep out.It is the first blush of the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nida_lodi/764370/ This is prelude of the book. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nida_lodi/764368/ A girl's fight for justice. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nida_lodi/764367/ i sprint towards the large heaps of the shrapnelsi wipe my tears streaming down my cheeksi scoop out the heaps to find my girli know...i know that she must not be standing vincinalto the spot where bomb explodedi know she is alive..nothing can hurt hershe will live...she has to...she is my lovei'm d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nida_lodi/750264/ Eternitiestoss up the fates…Some get well-off Some get shatteredinto shards…Mine  too were swept away on the next gloomingmorning…May be this is the reason I never believed you…..”heaven”!!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nida_lodi/739592/ thoughts scatter like pennies tossed into a jardreams oscillate like spring-mass system..hopes whirl like a never stopping pool.....life held on the torque like a horse in a mill...everything rotates .....except my "inner" me fails!!!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nida_lodi/718782/ so intimate that i smile...your eyes twinkleso intimate that i lament... your eyes cryso intimate that your chin above my head shelters me all eternityso intimate that your hands enwrapping my waist sheild me all eternity:-)you seem to be a blue sky and me a green earthembracing me and soaking up al.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nida_lodi/703515/ I stand by my verdant window held through a viseand fluky thoughts of the past appear in my wet eyeshearing a lonely serenade of our love tunesi draw my dreamy canvas on sand dunesyou hold me so close  in your tough armsit becomes damn difficult to abandon your charmsyou meddle your head w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nida_lodi/696210/ Crumbs of my uneaten munch dumped into wastebin meant a wholeday meal to someone...the bedtime stories i heard from my mother were real life tragedies of someone..my worn-out useless clothes were special gifts to someone...everyone around me was more fatigued and more fagged up....thanking you my al.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nida_lodi/694821/ let my shackled breaths be free nowI am of no use to you with a broken boughmy life subsumes no hope to love for or to live forI don't want a life where i can't move and soarthey rejected my euthanasia petition and lengthened my paini am enough with this pathetic life with incurable blainI pity the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nida_lodi/693376/ You know that i see your nightmaresYou make fun of my fearmake me more scared everydayi feel your fingers ripping my throatYou nip my chin stronglyyour inhuman smile makes me tremble everytimeWhen someone takes your namei feel a terrible sensation in my souland a paralyzing flashback comes in m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nida_lodi/679380/ One heart hurt my heart so muchleft me wracked up and gave me hell for the rest of my lifei selected a beautiful rose out of thousand roses for meand the same has given me the pain of thousand thorns.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nida_lodi/678474/ What is struggle???Is it the first attempt of a childto inhale this world's airor  is it the hopefulness of a womanto seek her "own"self in the society..or a man striving hardto maintain his immortal prestige...be it anythingmore worthy the struggle is...more are the chances of getting through... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nida_lodi/656572/ It is never the storm that i want to skip awayits the silence that scares me everytimethese deep silences make me screech loudlyreminiscing my past i realize my cries were never listened uponneither were my tears wipenedi was left out as an object accused of betraying my so called "own" peopleAnd no.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nida_lodi/656120/ As the darkness of the night deepensmy silence speaks to the whispers of the airi pour out my every single painfeeling happy that i finally left them ashorei turn back rejoicing my freedomand my woes again mock at memaking me realize that happiness was just a dreamand the pain is the only truth i ha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nida_lodi/655111/                        Fate was never in my favour..i was destined to be departed..i knew my end;i knew evrything..the path of our bond led us nowhere,then why parting from you has become so tough..i have tried  all my senses to l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nida_lodi/654529/ no matter how much dreams i saw...no matter how much wishes i had...the biggest dream that i really meant ...came true....because in this life i was loved by you... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nida_lodi/654122/ dedicated to whom i love more than anything and everything in this world http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nida_lodi/653141/ I pity the society where girls are still bounded in the shackles of darkness.In this poem i have keyed in my feelings about how i feel when i am reminded again and again that i am a girl. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nida_lodi/652776/ I wrote this poem in extreme conditions when i was going through the most poignant experience of my life.I felt blistered and completely banged up and i had no other option to pour out my heart. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nida_lodi/652286/