Double Standards

I saw her photograph at home, Liked her simple grace. Saw her at a holy place, Peace prevailing face. I saw her on a modern town's roam, Modern dressing modern style, Posing for cameras and mobile, A glorious past becoming futile. Why should I blame her and for what? Double standards a common disease! Even religions couldn't decrease, Excuse me all, excuse me please! Why I should blame her, I should not. When I found my past infected, And my present too, affected, Hopeful future, although dejected.