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Buried yet Alive

 Hope is a dangerous thing my friend, it can kill a man… Hope is a good thing maybe even the best of things and good things never die.                                                                         -The Shawshank Redemption  Love is Pretty much of muchness to Hope, It's dangerous!! And yet souvenir and eternal. It is unutterable, composed of all the goodness that exists in the cosmos. It's exquisite and thin on the ground. There's nothing about love one can hate, even when they conceive it. Love is Ubiquitous, found in heartbeats, grows beneath the ground, up in the sky a huge family, everything that brings a smile to our face and warmth to our heart. We all have been in love with someone or something, Love that has accepted us the way we are, Love that build us stronger, Love that brok...

Keep it Alive

Human beings are always putting their efforts into emphasizing their lifestyle so   that they can maintain a high social status in society, everyone wants to be wealthy, substantial, and dominant. The poor want to be rich and the rich want to get richer, That is what people aim to achieve, and with no doubts, it’s certainly very laborious and impracticable. You cannot eventually visualize having seen a country with a naught poverty score. There are numerous reason why Poor is poor and rich is rich, at the end, we all are human beings no matter what color, caste, or status we belong to. The point here is not to cover the poverty issues but is to zoom on a bigger challenge that exists for us, every one of us¸ “Humanity”. We   all are time-poor people who don’t know their destiny, jogging their way out in the rat-race, furious about their future and themselves, partially self-obsessed. Humanity isn’t a skill to be learned, it resides inside us but due to some obnoxious intent...

It's Complicated?

Hearts beats were fast, each moment I counted as my last, Tears rolling down my eyes, falling on the weaved lies. Too much complications to be put into words, Everything in life is suddenly messed up. I am distraught and Bewildered, if could be explained, The vexation in my soul has started to rain. Nowhere to run, Nowhere to stay. A little peace in this moment is all I pray . Sometimes life is in a mess, a total and a complete mess and you need more of yourself than a little of anyone. There are times when you need to positive and there's nothing except being a pessimistic you can be. yeah, that sucks. The times when you are stuck between right and wrong, which way to follow, who to talk to and a lot that is up with your head but your mouth stitches itself to say a word about it, may be it's right. Telling about your problems to anyone who can't help is wasting your time. What I do is: Cry a little, Eat a little more and Sleep as much as I need to and get back to whatever ...

INCOMPLETE

 As the sun was rising from east,  A life was going  forever to peace.  Each breath was worth a moment,  All of what earned in life was coming to a settlement.  Faces of those this journey spent with, were fading away,  Running time, heart beats fast, life decided not to stay.  All the dreams, All the fears were coming to an end.  The relationships that existed were nothing to pretend.  There's a lot to say, but still I'll be quite,  The only thing would be missed is the sky in the night.  We know what live for, it's not the fear of dying it's the fear of surviving that makes us live, the each moment we spend got something to fix. People say things, a lot of things, But sometimes letting it be is relieving. They can be right we can be wrong but the next moment is gonna happen isn't sure. We can take chances we can take risk, may be if we did wrong we can fix it.  "In the next moment you can die, In the next moment you can ...

Just Human things!!

"Why am I as I am? To understand that of any person, his whole life, from birth must be reviewed. All of our experiences fuse into our personality. Everything that ever happened to us is an ingredient"                                             MALCOLM X,                        The Autobiography of Malcolm We weren't born as we are right now, we were born without emotions as we grew up through certain experiences, good or bad, we developed ourselves with them. There's no good or no bad in a person, it's just what they have been through and that is what it made them as they are. It's so unfair to be prejudice to someone. People are broken, not always they seem to be they are. A person is never an open book to anyone, there's a part which dies in silence from the day it got inside to the day when body dies. Good or Bad d...