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Venkatesh R

Drama

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Venkatesh R

Drama

The Wild Forest

The Wild Forest

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The doe was protected by the mother.

She enjoyed limited freedom.

She traveled and explored the unknown territory.

She was loved by many, for her kindness and cuteness.

She got lost one day in the woods.

The mother searched for her.

The herd of deer's searched her.

The fellow animals searched for her.

The birds and carnivorous predators searched her.


The search ended in an unexpected way.

The law got murdered in an unexpected way.

The tears fell from the eyes of the brave, in an unexpected event.


Her bones laid in the woods with the as worms we're feasting on the leftover.


Who could do such a hideous act?

In a world of beasts, hunger rules where humanity in animals gets lost.


But are we wild to attack fellow humans?

But are we wild to burn someone to ashes?

But are we wild where humanity, self-control get buried?

Are we proud to be a predator? is it an act of bravery?


Freedom can come only if humanity lives.

Freedom can come only if the kid is safe inside and outside the house.

Freedom can come only if people can walk alone in the streets, not just in the night.


Freedom doesn't come from media or portrayed scripts or economic independence.

Freedom can come only if crime gets punished in time with no partiality.

Freedom can come only if crime gets addressed with psychology.

Freedom can come only if people can move up in the Maslow pyramid.

Freedom comes only when a predator gets questioned, not when the prey.

Freedom comes only when the empty mind and tempted mind learns no gender are objects.


Not sure how many more candle march.

Not sure how many more hot news.

Not sure how many technologies required for enforcement.

Not sure how many more political speeches keep the pace.

Not sure how many generations will witness the horror.

Not sure how many will lose the loved ones.

Not sure how many more get hunted!


Where the woman stays safe as Durga in the temple along with guardian tiger.

Not anymore in this world or womb.


In a race between animality and humanity.

How many souls will withstand?


Freedom doesn't come by celebrating a day, freedom needs to stay with us forever.



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