THE GIRL WITH WINGS
This is the story of a girl with wings who once took a flight from the Dead and never returned back. Before starting I want to share something, " Life's like a small molecule to everyone, equal for everyone it never differentiates, but it does have a bad habbit of having partiality in fates of beings "
You all must have heard the fact that " Sky's the Limit, Think the unthinkable " though it feels suiting to the ears but it's not in the reality, I only believed in one thing that is " Don't be that loser to think that sky's the limit " ohh you forgot " Think the Unthinkable " we need to make holes in the sky, so that they're visible to the world's Race.
Hey I am Alisha Aggarwal and this is my 12th diary. You know what's good about it, It never breaks your heart, it never ever will hurt you or will betray you it's your ultimate one and the only bestie you got it for your lifetime. You know what they say " An Apple a day keeps the Doctor away " and you know what I say " A Diary a day keeps the saddness away " Awww.....
" Ali...... " Her mom said in a deep hurry. And here's my momma, my cutie sweet modern momma. " You still writing Ali, don't you have EXTERNALS TODAY..... " Yeaah sometimes she's aggressive like a typical mom hehehehe. She's too modern that she even taunts me Everyday when I do things wrong that she'll post my pictures on TINDER for my marriage I mean WHAAATTT THE HELL.......
My typical mom in hurry said " Ali.... Have your milk look at your skinny bones, I am not hearing anything just have your milk FIRST.. " I Replied with deep regret " Hey dad, are we having scarcity of sugar in our house "
She savagely Replied " I still have those pics with me don't force me to post them, hann " " That's not a MARRIAGE SITE, IT'S FOR DATING ARGHHHH " I REPLIED WITH DEEP FRUSTRATION
As like normal days my dad who's pretty cool were dropping me off to my examination centre, but something was telling today's not your day sweetheart. " Honk honk....honk honk... "
PapaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAaaaaaaa *beep* suffering to breathe *beep* " somebody help them Pleaseee " external voices *beep* wheels rubbing over the ground *beep* red bulbs glowing *beep* ...........................................
Friday at 10 : 45 am , we had a car accident. I got a severe spinal cord Injury, also known as quadraplegics is a condition where you recieve a severe trauma on your spinal cord below neck which blocks those nervous cells to send and receive data to the brain. I had a complete quadraplegics, where my whole body under neck is paralysed, I can move my arms a bit though not the finger neither the body and my Dad had the worst.
He got a very heavy clash on his skull, brain. Doctors said that he got a crack on his skull, and a traumatic brain Injury too.
Pretty heartbreaking right, Yeaah I know it's been 3 months now. And this is what I am going to talk about. In the very beginning, I was pretty emotionally broken down, I don't know how my mother handled all that. I keep asking myself Questions like, " why me, what about my life now, what about my dreams. I can't never ever walk now, I am forever alone, I am forever disabled NO ONE WILL EVER LOVE NOW " and it dosent matter how strong, motivated, ultra positive person you are, it dosent matter you'll get stressed out and that's my promise to you. In india, people see quadraplegics as an orthopaedic disability but not as an injury. It is not just that you can’t walk, you are completely paralysed—you don’t have bowel or urine control. Lack of medical insurance, facilities for rehabilitation and very few speciality hospitals that are equipped to take care of those with spinal cord injuries make a quadriplegic’s life in India tough.
One moment you had a fine blessed living, and the other day you are disabled, from Life's INFINITE POSSIBILITIES to completely INVISIBLE. I was blessed to have such a strong family, I thank god for that. It breaks your heart when you hear that majority of people suiciding cause of quadraplegics.
#wca #wcpp #review #tejaskhurana #story
This is the story of a girl with wings who once took a flight from the Dead and never returned back. Before starting I want to share something, " Life's like a small molecule to everyone, equal for everyone it never differentiates, but it does have a bad habbit of having partiality in fates of beings "
You all must have heard the fact that " Sky's the Limit, Think the unthinkable " though it feels suiting to the ears but it's not in the reality, I only believed in one thing that is " Don't be that loser to think that sky's the limit " ohh you forgot " Think the Unthinkable " we need to make holes in the sky, so that they're visible to the world's Race.
Hey I am Alisha Aggarwal and this is my 12th diary. You know what's good about it, It never breaks your heart, it never ever will hurt you or will betray you it's your ultimate one and the only bestie you got it for your lifetime. You know what they say " An Apple a day keeps the Doctor away " and you know what I say " A Diary a day keeps the saddness away " Awww.....
" Ali...... " Her mom said in a deep hurry. And here's my momma, my cutie sweet modern momma. " You still writing Ali, don't you have EXTERNALS TODAY..... " Yeaah sometimes she's aggressive like a typical mom hehehehe. She's too modern that she even taunts me Everyday when I do things wrong that she'll post my pictures on TINDER for my marriage I mean WHAAATTT THE HELL.......
My typical mom in hurry said " Ali.... Have your milk look at your skinny bones, I am not hearing anything just have your milk FIRST.. " I Replied with deep regret " Hey dad, are we having scarcity of sugar in our house "
She savagely Replied " I still have those pics with me don't force me to post them, hann " " That's not a MARRIAGE SITE, IT'S FOR DATING ARGHHHH " I REPLIED WITH DEEP FRUSTRATION
As like normal days my dad who's pretty cool were dropping me off to my examination centre, but something was telling today's not your day sweetheart. " Honk honk....honk honk... "
PapaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAaaaaaaa *beep* suffering to breathe *beep* " somebody help them Pleaseee " external voices *beep* wheels rubbing over the ground *beep* red bulbs glowing *beep* ...........................................
Friday at 10 : 45 am , we had a car accident. I got a severe spinal cord Injury, also known as quadraplegics is a condition where you recieve a severe trauma on your spinal cord below neck which blocks those nervous cells to send and receive data to the brain. I had a complete quadraplegics, where my whole body under neck is paralysed, I can move my arms a bit though not the finger neither the body and my Dad had the worst.
He got a very heavy clash on his skull, brain. Doctors said that he got a crack on his skull, and a traumatic brain Injury too.
Pretty heartbreaking right, Yeaah I know it's been 3 months now. And this is what I am going to talk about. In the very beginning, I was pretty emotionally broken down, I don't know how my mother handled all that. I keep asking myself Questions like, " why me, what about my life now, what about my dreams. I can't never ever walk now, I am forever alone, I am forever disabled NO ONE WILL EVER LOVE NOW " and it dosent matter how strong, motivated, ultra positive person you are, it dosent matter you'll get stressed out and that's my promise to you. In india, people see quadraplegics as an orthopaedic disability but not as an injury. It is not just that you can’t walk, you are completely paralysed—you don’t have bowel or urine control. Lack of medical insurance, facilities for rehabilitation and very few speciality hospitals that are equipped to take care of those with spinal cord injuries make a quadriplegic’s life in India tough.
One moment you had a fine blessed living, and the other day you are disabled, from Life's INFINITE POSSIBILITIES to completely INVISIBLE. I was blessed to have such a strong family, I thank god for that. It breaks your heart when you hear that majority of people suiciding cause of quadraplegics.
#wca #wcpp #review #tejaskhurana #story
DREAM OF LUCK
On moonlight sunday,
With spilt of stars here and there,
He on his royal Enfield in black,
She stood in her elegant balcony,
Both were mesmerised in eyes,
Smiled like a mad endlessly,
When his romantic flying kiss,
On the way to reach her lips,
He was disturbed by alarming cuckoo.
#review
On moonlight sunday,
With spilt of stars here and there,
He on his royal Enfield in black,
She stood in her elegant balcony,
Both were mesmerised in eyes,
Smiled like a mad endlessly,
When his romantic flying kiss,
On the way to reach her lips,
He was disturbed by alarming cuckoo.
#review
When your thoughts and feelings don't coincide, follow your innermost gut feeling. It never goes wrong!
©_wild_pen_
#review #thoughts #_wild_pen_
©_wild_pen_
#review #thoughts #_wild_pen_
Life is hard.
There are times you want to give up. You have both- days and nights- and the darker ones feel longer. You have more questions than answers.
But then, You have to keep going.
You have to rise and bloom, no matter how harsh the weather is. You are a warrior, and the fight is between good and bad, right and wrong. The choice remains with you to choose your side. Just fight but with bravery.
Life is just another beast you have to tame and nobody can do that better than you!
Life is hard! But you have to keep going.
©_wild_pen_
#_wild_pen_ #review #motivation
There are times you want to give up. You have both- days and nights- and the darker ones feel longer. You have more questions than answers.
But then, You have to keep going.
You have to rise and bloom, no matter how harsh the weather is. You are a warrior, and the fight is between good and bad, right and wrong. The choice remains with you to choose your side. Just fight but with bravery.
Life is just another beast you have to tame and nobody can do that better than you!
Life is hard! But you have to keep going.
©_wild_pen_
#_wild_pen_ #review #motivation
EVOLUTION
The very definition of humanity is changing as we know.
First, there was a gradual transition from hunters to agriculture, then there was a flushable toilet. And that’s what is robbing us off our understanding of what it means to be human.
It is literally destroying our emotional spectrum as only; like or shame, pleasure or pain, all extremes no gray, which is funny because it was our grayness that made us human all along.
#review#review
#poetry#poetry
#sunaina#sunaina
The very definition of humanity is changing as we know.
First, there was a gradual transition from hunters to agriculture, then there was a flushable toilet. And that’s what is robbing us off our understanding of what it means to be human.
It is literally destroying our emotional spectrum as only; like or shame, pleasure or pain, all extremes no gray, which is funny because it was our grayness that made us human all along.
#review#review
#poetry#poetry
#sunaina#sunaina
Title: About Hunches/Gut Feelings
When your heart and mind don't mingle,
Trust your gut to get that little tingle,
That will help you get past the trouble,
And pull you out of this great tangle!
#poetry #review #SaiRamKiran
#shortpoetry
When your heart and mind don't mingle,
Trust your gut to get that little tingle,
That will help you get past the trouble,
And pull you out of this great tangle!
#poetry #review #SaiRamKiran
#shortpoetry
I woke up; I woke up dead in a forest,
The beautiful rains made my body purest.
There were some constraints, so my soul had to depart,
One journey ended, another journey I had to start.
As I reached heaven; Mr chitragupt took me to a town,
The area was vast, filled with souls dressed in pretty gowns.
In every ten minutes, a new guest appeared,
About the shrinking space, every other member feared.
So they considered the oldest souls to tackle this space dearth,
They swiftly suggested- “few of us have to take rebirth”.
“Those who died easily will have to go,”, a decision they made,
The trouble started the conflict, even human behaviour souls displayed.
“My husband raped and hanged me,” an old lady shouted,
“It was a group for me”, a woman said while the number of men she counted.
A girl cried- “While returning from school, my classmates assaulted”,
“I was pregnant when it happened, my baby too got aborted”.
A young lady exclaimed- “Trauma of abuse made me commit suicide”,
The tears spoke everything that a boy was trying to hide.
“He violated my integrity even after fully covered,” - soul in burqa shrieked,
“He raped me for years”- signalled a girl who couldn’t speak.
A spirit in saree yelled- “They raped me and burnt alive”.
While a nurse cried- “After a lengthy battle in the coma, I also couldn’t survive’.
Suddenly every noise stopped when the spirit of a newborn strolled;
The whole debate got over with the story that blood-soaked diaper told!
“It’s better to be here than being with the monsters”;
“The world is full of them, the murderers and the assaulters”.
Every spirit decided that all of them will somehow stay,
And about their previous life, nothing will be discussed, and no one will say.
The souls whom the earth manipulated felt safe,
Free of every torture, every crime, even if it’s after the grave.
#review
The beautiful rains made my body purest.
There were some constraints, so my soul had to depart,
One journey ended, another journey I had to start.
As I reached heaven; Mr chitragupt took me to a town,
The area was vast, filled with souls dressed in pretty gowns.
In every ten minutes, a new guest appeared,
About the shrinking space, every other member feared.
So they considered the oldest souls to tackle this space dearth,
They swiftly suggested- “few of us have to take rebirth”.
“Those who died easily will have to go,”, a decision they made,
The trouble started the conflict, even human behaviour souls displayed.
“My husband raped and hanged me,” an old lady shouted,
“It was a group for me”, a woman said while the number of men she counted.
A girl cried- “While returning from school, my classmates assaulted”,
“I was pregnant when it happened, my baby too got aborted”.
A young lady exclaimed- “Trauma of abuse made me commit suicide”,
The tears spoke everything that a boy was trying to hide.
“He violated my integrity even after fully covered,” - soul in burqa shrieked,
“He raped me for years”- signalled a girl who couldn’t speak.
A spirit in saree yelled- “They raped me and burnt alive”.
While a nurse cried- “After a lengthy battle in the coma, I also couldn’t survive’.
Suddenly every noise stopped when the spirit of a newborn strolled;
The whole debate got over with the story that blood-soaked diaper told!
“It’s better to be here than being with the monsters”;
“The world is full of them, the murderers and the assaulters”.
Every spirit decided that all of them will somehow stay,
And about their previous life, nothing will be discussed, and no one will say.
The souls whom the earth manipulated felt safe,
Free of every torture, every crime, even if it’s after the grave.
#review
Her: the world is quiet here
Him: where
Her: right there *pointing to her head*
Where the beats of my thoughts blare
Where the fire of my worries flare
Where the eyes of my anger stare
Yes right there *closing her eyes*
Where the hope I was born with dies
Where The key to my maze life lies
Where the vine of my hate thrives
Right in the center of all
Right there the worlds stall
Not being nor ceasing
In the between
Not heard nor felt
But only seen
Right here... *pointing to her head*
The world is silent
Him: But the world is not there *pointing to her head*
Her: then where?
Him: here below *puts his hands on her heart*
Where the rhythm of the voices go Slow
Where the fire of your fears burn low
Where the eyes of your wrath go hollow
Yes right here *puts her hand on her chest*
Where the dead hopes you're born with stir
Where the puzzles of your life clear
Where the roots of your angst disappear
Right here where everything is
Right here the world lives
changing but same
In equilibrium
Dynamic and peaceful
But never in delirium
Right here... *pointing to where her hand is*
The world speaks still
#mutechaos
#review
Him: where
Her: right there *pointing to her head*
Where the beats of my thoughts blare
Where the fire of my worries flare
Where the eyes of my anger stare
Yes right there *closing her eyes*
Where the hope I was born with dies
Where The key to my maze life lies
Where the vine of my hate thrives
Right in the center of all
Right there the worlds stall
Not being nor ceasing
In the between
Not heard nor felt
But only seen
Right here... *pointing to her head*
The world is silent
Him: But the world is not there *pointing to her head*
Her: then where?
Him: here below *puts his hands on her heart*
Where the rhythm of the voices go Slow
Where the fire of your fears burn low
Where the eyes of your wrath go hollow
Yes right here *puts her hand on her chest*
Where the dead hopes you're born with stir
Where the puzzles of your life clear
Where the roots of your angst disappear
Right here where everything is
Right here the world lives
changing but same
In equilibrium
Dynamic and peaceful
But never in delirium
Right here... *pointing to where her hand is*
The world speaks still
#mutechaos
#review
Covered in the drops when she came inside;
The jealousy on the face even the moon couldn't hide!
Looking at her, my heartbeats raised;
Inside me, a fire of love blazed.
In the music of rain, her heart also danced;
Like tiger I roared, when that beautiful tigress pranced!
When the lips touched, things got hard by the rush of blood;
Mercilessly clothes were torn in the dangerous lusty flood!
Hands-on her back and kisses on her collar bone;
Gasping loudly for every breath made my heart infarction prone.
Lying on the bed when I explored every body part;
She started moaning, felt like she's ripped apart.
When the naked bodies contacted, the beautiful souls united;
Both the fires combined, whole nature felt delighted.
The beasts were unleashed, the whole night they groaned;
In sweet pain, eyes cried, respect and shyness were disowned!
The whole night felt short, the whole night felt sleepless;
The scars of our bodies were no less than any beautiful dress!
#review
The jealousy on the face even the moon couldn't hide!
Looking at her, my heartbeats raised;
Inside me, a fire of love blazed.
In the music of rain, her heart also danced;
Like tiger I roared, when that beautiful tigress pranced!
When the lips touched, things got hard by the rush of blood;
Mercilessly clothes were torn in the dangerous lusty flood!
Hands-on her back and kisses on her collar bone;
Gasping loudly for every breath made my heart infarction prone.
Lying on the bed when I explored every body part;
She started moaning, felt like she's ripped apart.
When the naked bodies contacted, the beautiful souls united;
Both the fires combined, whole nature felt delighted.
The beasts were unleashed, the whole night they groaned;
In sweet pain, eyes cried, respect and shyness were disowned!
The whole night felt short, the whole night felt sleepless;
The scars of our bodies were no less than any beautiful dress!
#review
Gajendran Theepiha
#review #theepiha#poetry
Title : soul of darkness
Shadow knows freedom
Locked in room
Mourning souls in graveyard
Heavily breathing
Everything stops
No hapiness in family
All are crying
Other one dies
Surrounded by darkness
No one smiles
No one greets
Everyone is sad around the world
Simple solution will clear everything
Stay awake!
Stay alert!
Stay Brave!
#review #theepiha#poetry
Title : soul of darkness
Shadow knows freedom
Locked in room
Mourning souls in graveyard
Heavily breathing
Everything stops
No hapiness in family
All are crying
Other one dies
Surrounded by darkness
No one smiles
No one greets
Everyone is sad around the world
Simple solution will clear everything
Stay awake!
Stay alert!
Stay Brave!
Title: Lost
Sitting in the park and no one's around,
Your eyes are so deep, that I'll drown!
Holding hands when we come near;
Your eyes shut, my heart trembles with fear!
My hand pulls you closer through your cheek;
The passionate moment comes which I used to seek.
Your lips are coming close to mine;
Your smell is making me high more than wine.
But from somewhere water splashes,
I open my eyes and the dream crashes!
Can't say if I got you or you were lost,
Only good left is the thought that our paths crossed.
#review #themodernsaint
Sitting in the park and no one's around,
Your eyes are so deep, that I'll drown!
Holding hands when we come near;
Your eyes shut, my heart trembles with fear!
My hand pulls you closer through your cheek;
The passionate moment comes which I used to seek.
Your lips are coming close to mine;
Your smell is making me high more than wine.
But from somewhere water splashes,
I open my eyes and the dream crashes!
Can't say if I got you or you were lost,
Only good left is the thought that our paths crossed.
#review #themodernsaint
Happiness is a butterfly,
Just like your dreams which has to fly,
It starts with your first cry,
and ends with your last unnoticed shy.
Let's go find that great blue yonder,
Far away from noise and rush,
A place where one can sit and ponder,
Silently,in a cocoon of hush.
As there are always obstacles,
this butterfly should know how to dart,
cause happiness is a journey,
but not at all a depot.
So fly as a free butterfly,
with happiness to glide,
But No luggage of sorrow,
Because happiness is a butterfly....
#review #NG
Just like your dreams which has to fly,
It starts with your first cry,
and ends with your last unnoticed shy.
Let's go find that great blue yonder,
Far away from noise and rush,
A place where one can sit and ponder,
Silently,in a cocoon of hush.
As there are always obstacles,
this butterfly should know how to dart,
cause happiness is a journey,
but not at all a depot.
So fly as a free butterfly,
with happiness to glide,
But No luggage of sorrow,
Because happiness is a butterfly....
#review #NG
Ever heard of an aching soul,
Lost but not, a dreamy soul,
Vain of tears, though blissfull soul,
Perceiving truth but erroneous soul,
Train of Thoughts, an addled soul,
Ever heard of an aching soul.
#review #shorts #tejaskhurana
Lost but not, a dreamy soul,
Vain of tears, though blissfull soul,
Perceiving truth but erroneous soul,
Train of Thoughts, an addled soul,
Ever heard of an aching soul.
#review #shorts #tejaskhurana
They say it’s sweet that we laugh because our bodies literally can’t contain the joy.
But we cry because our bodies physically can’t contain the pain.
Sow the wind, reap the whirlwind.
#review
But we cry because our bodies physically can’t contain the pain.
Sow the wind, reap the whirlwind.
#review
Title : The year of 2020
On the brink of the decade, the year’s conference was called;
With the democratic elections, a king was installed!
To decide the destiny of upcoming years;
With the experiences of previous ones, considered as pioneers!
Everyone had on the face some agony and fear;
Complaints against humans in the eyes with tears!
In the grief of Nirbhaya, 2012 still sobbed;
Because of terrorism and merciless killings, the peace was robbed!
Every year was the environment brutally raped;
Still, the perpetrators of mother earth always escaped!
The anguish of starving children, the king couldn’t tolerate;
So they wrote the misery of 2020 in our fate!
Coming as a new year’s gift, a virus shook the world;
The nature was free to breathe as humanity had its arms curled!
Even the mightiest ones could not defend;
When forests burned, kids of nature also faced a bitter end!
With protests everywhere, the sad year started;
Everyone felt the loss when our favourite celebrities departed.
The two nuclear powers fought, the third was the casualty;
With earthquakes and cyclones, the year reached its peak of brutality.
It destroyed many homes with many lives lost;
Witnessing the biggest migration, humans paid an enormous cost.
A nation still burned in the wave of civil war;
And with 6 months left, more problems will come for sure!
We all are responsible for this, we all played some part;
But if we consider it a lesson, better change in the world will start!
Improving our habits and taking nothing as granted;
Will improve everything and that’s what every situation demanded!
Thinking positively, a lot of opportunities also came;
And if we work on them, there’ll be nothing to blame.
#review #themodernsaint #saurabh12
On the brink of the decade, the year’s conference was called;
With the democratic elections, a king was installed!
To decide the destiny of upcoming years;
With the experiences of previous ones, considered as pioneers!
Everyone had on the face some agony and fear;
Complaints against humans in the eyes with tears!
In the grief of Nirbhaya, 2012 still sobbed;
Because of terrorism and merciless killings, the peace was robbed!
Every year was the environment brutally raped;
Still, the perpetrators of mother earth always escaped!
The anguish of starving children, the king couldn’t tolerate;
So they wrote the misery of 2020 in our fate!
Coming as a new year’s gift, a virus shook the world;
The nature was free to breathe as humanity had its arms curled!
Even the mightiest ones could not defend;
When forests burned, kids of nature also faced a bitter end!
With protests everywhere, the sad year started;
Everyone felt the loss when our favourite celebrities departed.
The two nuclear powers fought, the third was the casualty;
With earthquakes and cyclones, the year reached its peak of brutality.
It destroyed many homes with many lives lost;
Witnessing the biggest migration, humans paid an enormous cost.
A nation still burned in the wave of civil war;
And with 6 months left, more problems will come for sure!
We all are responsible for this, we all played some part;
But if we consider it a lesson, better change in the world will start!
Improving our habits and taking nothing as granted;
Will improve everything and that’s what every situation demanded!
Thinking positively, a lot of opportunities also came;
And if we work on them, there’ll be nothing to blame.
#review #themodernsaint #saurabh12