Who is Hina !?

how much can you cry Hina, how much can you cry!?

you have lost a lot of friends and now you wonder why..

was it your sincerity or was it the gods plan,

you know there is a huge difference between the guilty and the glam,

you’ll find your peace one day, you’ll don a perfect dawn,

you are more than a humble soul Hina, who is mightiest of their clan.

keep reading and writing and bandaging your soul the supplies are enough,

you’ll run out of places on your soul my dear, but the chances won’t finish!!

you’re a star; you’re a darling; you’re gods favourite child,

but don’t just keep this in mind you have your god and goddess alive,

they gave you birth and they gave you, your charm, they will always love you with all their calm,

your heart-aches for the ones who have departed, and whose struggles could end,

but think about who they are survived by, and who only remain to defend.

you are gullible, you are a thinker, you are a doer, you are a giver;

feel the emotions all of them all, don’t leave any chances for them to fancy you in any of them atall.

stay yourself keep your faith, how much can they stretch it, it cant break afterall;

bend and move and slide and curl, because my darling you’re a beautiful girl;

even outside the four walls.

where have you been, are you alive, why are you suddenly low, they ask you with their masterstroke,

reply to them as they want to hear, leave your tears for me, I’m always near.

you want your gift for making it so far!?

you amaze me darling for thinking that you’re a superstar!

what’s your nostalgia, you don’t even age,

you’re a cynic sugar, who they’ll always cheer to rage.

give me your batter, show me your grim,

I’m there darling, shower me with your sins.

I’m your master, you are my fate, we have to go miles before we dust to fade.

how can you give up in the shimmery lights, you have a sparkling soul cherry, you are the dazzling night!

deal with your miseries zip up your lips, you are a braveheart sugar, not the food for their wits.

crazy girl, do you even cry, because you make your tears, your silver lining in your sky.

what’s your weakness, what’s your plight, c’mon giveme some clue, for I’ve always shown you the light.

why don’t you show your troubles, are you that strong and willed !?

I’m going to break that bond and your super strong thrill.

I’ll show you the mirror, of the darkest hour,

you’ll have everything yet will quiver with that power.

No ones got it sorted, how can you even try,

I’m here to fail you, how can you even deny.

magical !? does that even exist !? are you out of your mind !?

I’m the only performer darling, you can afford for your every single dime.

you love me you can’t leave,

atleast so I’ll make you believe it, until you heavily plead.

what’s happening to your strength YOU can’t outgrow,

you have to live in this shell for I’ll never let you take a full blow.

you want to start afresh and again go through these days!?

leave it darling, nobody wants your sensible ways.

what’s your chance to shine in a zillion!?

you make me feel so funny, you’re just one in a gazilion.

how are you even waking up each and everyday, how haven’t you given up by now, how haven’t you failed !?

oh wait, you have made your failures your claws, now I get it, where do you get your fierce paws.

whatever is your jibe, you are just an illusion, don’t test my cruel ways, I’m much more than your delusion.

I will worn you down and wipe you out, you won’t even have what they call the peaceful last rites.

noone will know your story nobody will have that strike,

you’ll go like a confusion, more like a coward, remembered only by the ones you’ve made you like.

I’ll turn the tables, for I know the tricks that work,

I’ve been here darling from your stem cell days you jerk.!

don’t be baffled by my ugly ways,

I’m the devil they turn to for their superior race,

you think you’ll find justice, no my girl,

you’ll dust like a million others just like your dancing twirl.

how is this unfair, didn’t they tell you before hand,

I’m ugly and TRP based I’m not anyone’s magic wand.

you had to be stronger, to look me in the eye,

your vulnerability couldn’t have been my favourite pie.

now that you have hooked me to its sweet taste divine, I’m going to come back for more, for the ones of your kind until the end of time.

be that a Hina, be that a Sushant, I don’t see the gender, religion or any of the clans,

I am a vulture, I feast on the needy, if you were so good outside Me(dia) why didn’t you make your audience see !?

why did you get late, spending hours on your finessse, it gave me enough time to prepare for your disease.

mental health, they call it now the reason of your demise, do you see how conveniently I came out of all this and how,

this is the reality, I’m no ones loyal, I’m the dirty politics, because they have made me this somehow.

they call me fair and they call me tough, but haven’t you seen me, how many have I rubbed !?

I didn’t even leave The Bachchan, he saw his time,

who was there with him when I snatched my spine!?

wake up darling, its a wake up call for the rest too, if you choosing me to build you up, you have to pay a price too!!

what’s your truth nothing in my glaze, if I’ve given someone fame, I’ve had my share of a risky game!!

you cant be ‘even’ with my melody, I’m one of its own in its greatest supremacy.

you have to accept me the way I am, or find ways to rebuild me with much prudent plans.

for the ones who have built me up, have massaged my ego in my adolescence,

you can’t blame me entirely for all of this nuisance.

I nurture only what I’m capable of, feed me talent and talent is what I’ll spin off.

its not a dirty secret, I’m kept by the mighty,

change that, save me too, if you know I wasn’t this either, but they twisted me vaguely everytime slightly.

score cards have to be spoken and need to be read by the masses, because this game of classes have ripped apart many damn good lasses!

I know deep down, the truth will make its way, the world is cleaning, I am due my turn anyway.

will you have patience with my soul !? I’m not the one who succumbed any of you to death, I’m only blamed,

I beg you to unmask and work on their defame.

patience has lost its virtue, you’ll find its address in my garage,

I’m still very rooted, atleast attempt for my survival its not a mere mirage.

save me too, save my ambition, grace me with your love, I too need your compassion,

I’m tired too, I’m dieing day by day, but tell me how to deal with wounds that won’t stop bleeding every single day.

they’ll not let me die, they’ve put me on a life saving machine, so that I keep saving their fame, in the name of my sheen.

have you even seen any of my orignal body parts lately!?

they all have so well fixed everything to their convinience completely.

I’m a structure to their money and fancies, I feel so sold and victim to their cruelties.

all these 100cr clubs and 300cr clubs have killed the real content in the race of competition & recognition,

I’m so awestruck that I feel vanity and a feeling of constipation.

I was made for entertainment, and to bring out reality,

but they bought me, to twist all their cruelty.

times haven’t changed its the generations that have come far, because I still meet with the Hinas and the Sushants,

who remind me of the Nargis’s and the Guru Dutt’s exist in their clans.

I’m sure you’ll have a moment of silence but unsure if you’ll make anything out if it, please find me back, I’m ready to splitup with these bricks.

save me, build me again,

I’m longing for so long, I’m waiting in pain.

you have my insights, you know my roots, its the change in the soil that got me off the hook.

help me, the time is now, its already far too late, so save me now, the world is on a hault, the soldiers are dieing, the neighbours are breaking in, because our fences are somewhere being bribed.

wake up please, so many have slept, they have gone too far for any wake up trek,

find me again I’m rooting for you,

this is my LAST CRY, because I’m done reaching out to each one of YOU!!

P.S : Hina = Sushant = Soldiers = Farmers = Divya Bharti = Jiah Khan = Guru Dutt = many more Nirbhayas = Lal Bahadur Shashtri = Students = Men/Women suffering from domestic violence = children suffering from child abuse = wake up call = every soul who has left us, awaiting a fair trial.

Hina, is just an imaginary name I chose, and have tried to pull through her thoughts before reaching to a point of suicide/ strategically conspired murder that’s made to look like a suicide.

Hope everyone can see she isn’t a coward, but only being made to look like one, Hina in conversation with the voice of MEDIA, Media and various industries that still can be saved.

These are purely my thoughts and how I feel, please lets not wait for another Sushant or my parallels drawn of him to go shaant across industries : we have already been alarmed by enough wake up calls, be that cases of Domestic Violence, Child Abuse, Bollywood, Politics, Soldiers, Farmers, Doctors, Police Officials, Hoteliers, Musicians, Corporates, various other Professionals & Students.

WE can do EVERYTHING if the masses join hands with eachother, even today, the classes are NOTHING without us, we make them, we can break them too.

Lets save, protect & heal ourselves, 

and our community for the sake of HUMANITY please❤️🙏🕉