Society is the new God

With each rise of the sun, he sits down on his mat, kneeling to the almighty.

Pray for his good sake. Only his. Allah, Waheguru, Jesus, Bhagwan and what not.

God.

He calls him the father of the universe.

But strangely,

with the fall of every day, his women bleed, and

he tries desperately to hide his bloody hands.

Not from his Almighty, but from the society.

Padmini C.