People urge to gossip upon misinformed allegation of anything if it has been rumoured or not but they skin to believe in the words. People not judge you. ..they misperceive to journal about you as what their beliefs are indoctrinated and then you become their topic to misquote. Or else you imposed your subconscious mind on the sense of entitlement to feel subjective to the cognition of jockey society if your mind is empty. People with an inflated ego who claim to be in the maniac of assumptions and opinion as facts which fastens them in the enterprise of expectations because of lack of prudential curiosity, can be easily impressionable, probability of prospects without projecting the root of that cause. These are the only biased people who hold insecurities within the self.
You have heard one of the aphorism "The way you watch the things the way you are".
They commence to misjudge you with the same lens of insecurities furthermore mistake you which is merely doubtful to them. Without further ado, they quick to misinterpret, misunderstand, cultivate a fiasco to distance the bonds as well or rationalise to craft a person in the frame of misconception and err the situation with no air of sense about of what a person is sustaining and let your mind to be programmed inside with the cache of wrong impression and impact on auditory deficiency like keep you depressed, feeling of inferiority, resentment, inflict your beliefs on fear of being judged.
Misperception depends upon the attitude of what people like to be biased with, beguiled at beneficient stuff, which could let us know their attribution of behaviour, reaction, affronts, what sort of companionship, mindset and environment they beleaguered with plus what they ignore.
For instance, the people who feel affronted with the WhatsApp status instil within the self thinks that "she has set up for me..hmmh!" and next label you in the muted mode of not to accomplish anymore,
Oh God! so much of insecurity !!!
Why people are so irrational these days?
Don't know why in the world people would like to be mistaken! This urges me to dash against the question to society that Did I owe something from you in the past life? How on earth your thoughts could be so dark as carrying a potty within your intestine? Should I mind to feel initiated? Who the hell are you belong to me? Nah! .....You have to mind everything as you desire to have a gossip! Why on earth should I feel bothered by your crafted realms of thoughts?
How elusive is a love like that to find? Or how scarening to keep it, even, praying every moment that it wouldn't trade you - the only source of heartbeat that kept itself at stake, and the only essence whose love beats all others?
I've heard of those little things that two hearts for one another do. Yet, never have I witnessed something more beautiful than the two being completely unaware of weaving a whole new universe while they learn the art of sacrifice for the sake of one another. There is one such, of a woman's inner voice that silences its whisper in the name of love.
When the eyes brim with nothing but immense love, and the two yearn for an attachment so deep, that they wish for their souls to touch through their bodies, it is what the law of the universe is and it is what it preaches, that it is the only way to feel another soul with such belongingness.
And when the gazes begin to lower, and the hands run upon each other, they seek to get rid of the only thin barrier between them so that there may be none. And here, the woman within her whispers, but the love within is stronger and purer, so it silences it all the same. So she tries, pushing past whatever little of what she left behind, her shyness tries reminding her of.
Sweet nothings are most of what that wander beneath her shut lashes. She shuns this voice within her when it whispers how less of a woman she must've become, after having another pair of eyes caress what she's only hidden from every other pair. Because she knows that the overpouring love she has, the contentment of having found the right heart to be able to bank upon is much more.
If a love like that can overpower a woman's inner voice, then a love like that when lost, can ignite a fire and fan those flames in the same heart that once silenced a forlorn whisper. A love like that, when remains no more and when it looks through the eye that is not convinced with any amount of avarice and has immense apathy, then it elicits shame in the other, more than love.
The questions that sprung up and were once silenced, begin to erupt, portraying the essence of betrayal towards that inner self. Perhaps the voices win, perhaps they convince her that she shut down their cries each time that gaze crept beyond what was seen to every other eye. But when you see her fight herself, trying to gauge how less of a woman the look of displeasure in those eyes have made her, will you hug whatever of the woman is left of her, or would you still suggest she'd rather buy herself some shame?
In the court of "Lie Prevails Alone!" Case No. : 000001 Late Humanity against Human Civilization Petition regarding rebirth of Humanity
Human Rights advocate preceded "Today, we have someone from the family of deads to enlighten us, her name is Humanity! "
/Humanity stands alone in the chancery yet again to save her crown as monarch /
The way you portray me is correct , I'm humanity, a superior quality Humans have. Apologies, let me correct myself I'm a superior quality humans " had" . But just like how they lost their morals -
"Enlighten us about your death "
I helped Mother Nature bloom and she blessed me with my own Civilization. The joy surpassed every agony but new generations-
"About your death! Respectable Late Humanity "
My own people killed me everytime and I, here forlorn fight the battle to be born again. The swords made by my sister, inhumanity Cut me deeper here in grave. Some lay sun flowers near my tomb ... In hope that I am peacefully dead and no matter what, never think of rebirth. None hear my screams They killed me... They killed me... I begged, I fought, blood shed and I lost.. /Humanity was murdered by her own people /
Human Rights advocate preceded once again "This case is of a dead and here even alive are unheard." In the Supreme Court of 'Lie prevails alone ', I believe this case must be adjourned here , Since none from your kingdom signed your petition"
Hon'ble Judge sentenced for next date. The court is adjourned here.
/Chained Humanity now again sent to her grave, her bones made of empathy are getting tarnished every day /