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You may not be the brightest , the smartest , the charming person , but choosing the right person makes you all of these. A person’s life is a canvas with every color painted by a different person , but how the white color reflects it shows the importance of every touch. While the filth of sand never pleased anyone but when raindrops impacts it , the smell holds the power to amuse everyone.

Being broke , depressed or exhausted creates a hollowness where your feelings echo as you try to reach to yourself . Hold something or someone at the end of that emptiness, so that the reflections come carrying your worth ! Struggle makes everyone come to a stage where crossing a bridge over a river no longer reduces the chance of never facing it again . The only way out is Learning ! Learning from the “Right Person” how to swim will never make a river appear as an obstacle but instead a part of journey and bridges will no longer be the only link to your happiness .

Bravery is appreciated but never is the cold feet . But if that costs you losing your wings then being soft will never otherwise undermine your other opportunities of flying high.

Red reflects love and white , purity . But a blend of these on a flower as a pinkish touch lends it a unique yet appreciable and beautiful identity !

Believe in the impressions of others and decide which one of them you want to have a lasting effect !

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Does a place where you belong define you ? Does its illuminations enlighten your thoughts , or its roads show you your destiny , or its developments motivate you , does its luring sights give you confidence ? Does every flower need the right ambience to bloom ? Do give a thought to blossoms flourishing in swamps !

The spatting waves makes you strong not the beautiful oceanic view . A person is no one when he is alike everyone but he becomes someone when he is unlike everyone . Create a space not aligned to usual , create a dimension not marked often .

A seaside castle is not just made of sand , it needs some mixed water , that’s how a different character is made , with a blend of unique element and neutrality .

A stone when worked upon is diamond , and a human sculpted with hardwork is precious and a blessing to the world . A difference to be seen and a lesson to be learnt from a small comparison , don’t be just a piece of paper to people which when useful seems valuable and afterwards crumbled and disregarded , but be that art created on that paper that has perpetual preciousness in every aspect and for everyone .

Its said that “All that glitters is not gold” , but glitters do shine , so strive for gold but if in the process you become glitters you still are glorious .Its this present time that is going to become history some day , so struggle to create a beautiful history .


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How someone walks by and says “You Changed !” Some people accept it as a compliment but for some its the question of their identity. While sitting sea side , the admiration suddenly changes to fear when waves turn huge , similarly people adopt changes when the old attitude is not capable of suiting the modified version of you.

People say persistence of traits of old identity is necessary but before accepting this just think that a diamond becomes adorable and precious only after loosing out the way it originated ! Its not always the acceptance by people that demands change , its sometimes the curious buds blooming inside us , that always remained hidden waiting for the right ambience , wanting to flower and seek their desires.

“Just Be You” , Ever thought how that “you” is constructed , its not natural as people perceive it to be , its actually the advances in life that accumulate to create the ever lasting process of forming the socially known character . The passionĀ  when mixed with refinement comes out as a spark that holds the potential of spreading the lights of glory !

A character should not be clay , that can be moulded by anyone but actually it should wood that can be carved out only by some . Never seek advice when in dilemma , because whatever decision we take , it will bring out the unknown potential of ours .

Fear of change should be overcome by action on fear of NOT REALIZING OURSELVES !

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The Snatched Innocence

The first time I noticed it was when I advanced through the busy street where people had their priorities , but I wonder how a thing so transparent and so loud enough is going unobserved.What created its existence was the bygone , the aberration of the scant , the despotism of the flourished and most significantly the disdain of many ! It had always remained in darkness in this illuminated colossal world , sometimes it seems that even the sunshine fails to enlighten it .

Faded colors sometimes forms its identity . It originally resembled a flower , but the groundings moulded it into a weed. It has strength but that remains untapped . Its tolerance has reached a limit that even the enormities have become lame on it . It experiences rain , it senses the warmth & coolness, it feels the spring but not as Pleasures Of Nature !

Unlocking the identity of the thing being characterized , it is the Unfortunate Children who are bearing the punishment of the sin they never committed . My usage if “It” in this description is an indication that we have , even though unknowingly , reduced them to a lifeless thing .Almighty has made the brighter and darker aspects of the world to make the humans learn from mixed experiences but sometimes I feel that a partition has been made between the blooming and the gloomy & these unfortunates have forcefully been dumped into the latter side .

We should not pity on them but on ourselves for being unaware of the immense happiness we can get by devoting atleast a small fraction of our lives to them . Just think they don’t have an unclear future but actually they have NO FUTURE !

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“I saw him somewhere !” Unfortunately “somewhere” but not “everywhere”. He wasn’t bold originally , but he had the capacity to distill his strength from his underlying potentials when the curtains of domination barred the light of hopes & euphoria through the windows of carte blanche , for the Eve kingdom .

He opened his arms not to hold his lady in his clutches but to show her the colossal world where she has her free play . His might is strong and so does his conscience and integrity. He is charming not for his appearance but for the spark he carries with himself . He doesn’t look for a worthy person but instead makes himself worth of being accepted by others . He doesn’t hide his weaknesses cause he is not shy & he wants to be true to the one he never wanna lose .

Love isn’t an emotion for himĀ  , because emotions change as mood swings , neither is it any relation , considering affinities are sensitive to handle , he believed that Love is a journey where prime & crummy experiences just bring two people closer and closer .

People say men like him are inexistent but the truth is they are few and are hid by the shadows of those who use their domineering and intrepid endowments to rule the effete.

“A man never cries”, Is it ? No , he does , because although he stands like a rock in hard times , a strong flow of river of emotions DO BREAKS HIM DOWN !


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( The voice of the betrayed !!! )

Why can’t you be silent ? I just wanna ignore you for sometime , let me become pragmatic about my life , don’t interfere in my decisions !

These questions I am not putting to any person but to my own heart that always try to put me in a conflicting situation.With the rain becoming pleasant , why do my heart always desires to connect with someone special ? With the coolness in wind , why my heart wants to feel the warmth of love of that person whose presence always lured me ? Why can’t it just feel the eternal beauty conveyed by every little thing in this world, which may have been created just to please me !

People say forgive and forget . Reality- heart very well knows how to forgive but not to “Forget”. I wonder if it was possible for the feelings to come out of MIND rather than heart so that a denial do not let my emotions come out of my grip . When I was alone and wanted to feel the lust of love , my heartbeat was a beautiful signal of my emotions , but now in loneliness my heartbeat’s sound is a flash of my melancholy . My solitude has changed its dimensions !

I now don’t believe in people saying ” love anybody from all your heart ” , because now I discern that you can put all your heart in love but its not sure that one might put all love in someone’s heart . A camera captures a person’s appearance but the heart additionally captures the sentiments attached which break out when PAST REMEMBERED !