•Some weird rant• Ninty nine out of hundred norms,this is most pathetic one!
Setting some things straight- Firstly,i'm not a Dutch uncle tryna messing with this stuffs. But yes,a human with (only) to be expected beef. It's just that when something goes on & on & on,you can't anymore hold it sealed in your amygdala,and you are in urge of an outburst(the genuine one) Why have we turned our lives to be so so melo dramatic,ain't it too much for surviving? Why don't we get tired of laying back on couch and passing comments over things/situations/people we've known barely. Less shits could've entered into our lives if we kept our thoughts to ourself and held back the business of being nosy for no good reason.Process your emotions at your own with much more of clarity,certainty & predictable rates. Just stop doing this to yourselves as well others,because it's not funny/normal at all. Someone breaks out,withers & lose hopes early in age.It's terrifying to know the way people behave this days.We take birth with inevitable occurrence of death,then,why do things which ruin every second of somebody else's little time here.Because the day your soul leaves you and vanish,you won't have even a single reason to smile rather frown eternally. Grow up & learn to respect things called perspectives,choices,terms of all shades of people breathing somewhere around you,with you. Anyhow,it's not going to effect any more to anyone, i had to write this for no one but atleast a reminder for self.And would be glad if you come with terms on this!
P.S -: i don't objectify any kinda mode/manner of living.
I know,right you're existing But,till when? till when 'll you breathe this way? you won't exhale forever,will you? at the end white dandelions yellow sunflowers withers,too. at the end daylight hits the horizon and sun goes down the skyline of city. at the end creature like you & me & others disappear with puddle of tears, burned or dumped. at the end things you left behind would stink & rot & break apart. you're gone with all remorse. Holy crap! not done,man. you knew you could make things look finer but you didn't until you seen the last metamorphosis of butterflies touched & smelt last raw herbs. you lost every single bit of entity. At the end, sorry,you couldn't breathe,my love; in dead flakes of lilies,daisies & orchids between your journal reciting the tale of lingering years. At the end, i & you are no more than cosmic dust in celestial space with contrast to fizzy stars,galaxies also the einsten's theories we be a part of -dark energy. at the very end.
Baat baat par nhi bigadte kyunki Ye achi baat nhi hoti..!!
Hum ladkio ko jada bolna shobha nhi deta Isliee baat baat par nhi bigadte kyunki ye achi baat nhi hoti..!!
Har baat ko sehkar chup rehna hi sbse acha salika h, Isliee baat baat par nahi bigadte kyunki ye achi baat nhi hoti..!!
Tum paraye ghr ki ho isliee Kayden me rehna hi tumhari zimedaari h isliee baat baat par nahi bigadte kyunki ye achi baat nhi hoti..!!!
Uche sapne dekh kr usko pura karna tumhre bs ka nhi isliee baat baat par nahi bigadte kyunki ye achi baat nhi hoti...!!!
Ha mana ki m ladki hu par jeene ki umeed meri h, mana ki m paraye ghr ki hu pr iska matlab ye nahi ki bandishe sehna mera kaam h..isliee tumhra aesa bolna aur mera sehna ye jaruri nahi isliye baat baat par nahi bigadte kyunki ye achi baat nhi hoti..!!!