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Ps : I edited to make ending more clear tell me did you grasp it or not?
It was a bright sunny day a hot afternoon ,the place was crowded with shirts and dresses having strains of prespirations .
I was waiting for my bus after having a second glance at my watch which said half past one , but finally it was there I got into the bus grasping a seat near a window to have some air come in .
It was about a journey of hour or two , the lady beside me asked ,"Have we reached ?" with a sweet voice , I felt something stange the way she was looking at things ,"NO" was my answer we have just passed half the way then , She asked me if I could give her bag which was above I hesitated a bit thinking why was she asking me to do all he jobs ,notheless it wad not a very 'big' deal I got her stuff down , She took out a hot bottle filled with tea and Alas! She spilled it on me , I shouted a bit about what has she done and thought her to be an arse .

My whole shirt was painted with the brownish shade of tea , there was no choice but to sit and and wait and finally the spot came , I was packing off my things and I saw her asking someone else to get her stuff but people were in a hustle no one helped . Finally I saw her paying money bills to the conductor as she hadn't bought tickets and to my suprise she handed her a 2000 crispy note, I was like is she mad or what ? ,But it was non of my buissness the conductor also took the sum with a faint smile .

Before she got down the bus she asked me if I can give her stick thats kept there -she pointed My face turned pale after I gave her the stick and saw her walking outside using it.

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What is darkness?
The man who is poor
For him is his life
To an artist I asked
Its just color black said he.

What has a scienist to say?
Oh its just lack of light !
Being fearfull was replied
Buy a little naughty child

What said a blind when asked about?
Lack of vision and all is doubt.
Lack of warmth and love ,
Said a little widow girl .
Absence of beauty was replied,
By a man with face lit light.

So is darnkess all above ?
Or is it just lack of thought?

So my premise of story will be set in India in the city of banaras my main theme is love and time travel platonic love actually .I will introduce time travel by a man trying to change past once he gets hold of a time machine , he will try to save life of his friend/lover ,its not it story is bit complex to explain it won't be anything typical I can guarantee . I swear I will make things happen that you never aspect after my exams I will begin Writing I need your support your all support to review my writings and comment on it , It will be great of you .
I wanted to ask few things
Can a novel have one protagonist?
Or shall I switch between male and female?
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In the end, it was just me and my thoughts,
A painful trap, long after you were gone
our bitter and happy memories running through the mind
my heart is halted like small specks of glass
my eyes yearning to see your existence
my ears craving to hear your voice
my soul is impaired without you
our promises of being together are broken
our hallways are segregated
our future imaginations are no lankier prevails
you just said "goodbye" and evacuated me lonely
I disbelief myself for not being worthy of you
It's arduous for me to reckon anyone in life
Unable to have faith in anyone
my love, you left me for wealthiness in world
I felt you never loved me
I will deliberately try to move on
I will try to forget you
I will pray for your soundness in life
Be sure to differentiate love and lust in life
Though my fitful heart will take time jolted it together
But discolourations of treason will never refurbish
One day my true love will obtain all my loneliness

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I was a kid when I read a number of love stories.
I always fantasized about a prince charming,
arriving on a white horse with music playing in the background.
"You'll be the prince and I'll be your princess.
It's a love story, baby just say yes."

All this remained a fantasy,
I never encountered love.
I had heard about violins playing in the background,
butterflies in the stomach, stammering or going silent;
in front that one, who makes your heart pound.

Until, the day I met you.
The moment I saw you,
I knew you were the one.
I didn't know your name,
I didn't know from where you came.

Looking at you,
I was mesmerized.
I got feelings that I never had.

Your passing by,
brought music to my ears.
I'd close my eyes
and feel you near.

I still remember your aroma,
which made me crazy,
the days when I would
bloom like a daisy.

I had never spoken to you but
had planned my entire life with you.
In my mind, you were that prince,
whom I was ready to wait forever.

This feeling which
I termed as infatuation
gradually, turned to love.
Now, my craze for you
is turning that love into limerence.

"You'll be the prince and I'll be your princess.
It's a love story, baby just say yes."

Title - the unfulfilled wish
(Part 1)
today is Sunday, timing is 8:00 and I was sleeping yet on my bed, without any pressure, my mind was free and feel relax.
Hey moni, why, Nitin sleeping yet,
my father said to my mother, go and wake up to neru. Mom said, ok, I am going and wake up him but please, don't scolding him again, okk
I will not scold him, now go fast. Nitin my son where are you, wake up, my son, my mom said, my mom's voice was very sweet, I heard it but I ignore it as I have nothing heard it. finally, my mom entered my room and she saw me that, why, am I sleep yet. neru my dear son, you know, what special today is ?? my mom said with a cute smile.
I suddenly awake and said, yes, I know that today is a very special day and I was looking too much excited. today is my birthday I said with my happy face
My neru what happened why are you sleeping yet.
awake, awake my dear son
You are my moon
Today is a special day
Wish you a happy birthday.
My mom said, and suddenly I awake and hugged her, Ohh mom I thought you forget that today is my birthday I said with tears Face
Hey don't rubbish I am your mother how can I forget your birthday
Go and change your clothing.
of course, I jump from my bed and go to the shower after that I came on the ground floor where my mom and dad prepare my gift, my dear son
Wish you a happy birthday and enjoy your funny and sunlight day
Thanks, dad I said, where is my gift
Ohh now me and your mother going to the market for your surprise gift, ok, take care and have food.
Yes sure dad and till evening I wait for my parents but why they both nor came yet after a few minutes my uncle( best friend of my dad, they both worked in the same company)
Running fast to tell me that your parents, what are you want to say
I said. your parents die in an accident
Noooooo I shouted and suddenly I awake from my dream.uhh uhh this worst dreams and I wipe my sweat and my breath was very fast and tears fall from my eyes. but this is not only a bad dream this is the truth that I lost my parents when my 15 birthday. I want to cry loudly that I don't want a gift, I only want my parents and tears came in my eyes. I stand up and go near to the window. Where I saw very beautiful flowers I want to pluck but I thought they(flowers) also have a family after losing my family I don't want that someone lost family I said myself
I feel relax in the fresh wind and I heard something, someone calls my name, I go on the ground floor and open the main door and I saw,
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Pessimist and Optimist

How different can our points be when they all belong to same entity ? Well to answer this here is a story -
The house was all in hustle as it was the twins birthday , My kids they were twins but opposite like reflections of mirrors .

One was north other was south , One great optimist other gloomy and pessimist .
It was their birthady so I decided to point the diffrence I locked them up in seprate rooms one with full of toys left with pessimist and other with horse manure my little boy optimist .

After a while I went into my gloomy kids room to my wonder he was crying when I asked he said sobbing ,"Oh dad what do I do now ? These toys ought to get discharge soon how will I get batteries and my friends will be jealous of me know , How will I show them these all they will break them "

When I went to my optimistic kid
"He was smiling looking at manure "
Boy why are you smiling I asked ."There must be a pony out there !" he said grinning
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Cloak

What you see is a cloak,
a cloak woven to perfection.
You see a happy me,
it's only a misconception.

It's a different me that you see,
the me, that makes you believe;
there is someone who'll care
and never leave.

I always wanted you to smile
and never have a tear.
Seeing you sad,
was my only fear.

I have kept promise,
to guide you and be with you all along.
To be your shield
and always keep you strong.

I want to tell you now.
I want you to know,
there have been times
when I have felt pain;
I wanted to burst out,
but had to gulp it down.

I wanted to share it all with you.
I knew you'd not understand.
You had seen me all this while,
as a rock, who could withstand
everything with a smile.

I have been pretentious
all my life.
I've hidden from you my other side.
I've not always been happy,
I hope you understand
and I no more have to pretend.

Dear daughter,
Today,
I stand in front of you, to unfurl
I'm no strong woman,
I'm mother of the strongest girl.

The day your father left me,
I was a vulnerable woman.
The day you were born,
you made me strong.

I buried my vulnerability,
to give you strength.
With you I knew, I had the ability,
to live under any circumstance.

I held you tight against me
and put up a cloak,
to give you a life of dignity.
A cloak, to hide my vulnerability.

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Childhood

Candies and popsicles,colas and juices
Sweets and lollies, chocolates and mousses;
The time when these were my treasures,
The time when these gave me real pleasure

When i was carefree and joyous,
When i was never serious,
When fairies and santa existed,
When life wasn't this twisted.

I was the king,
I owned everything
Batmans and supermans,
Made me their fans

I look back to those days,
When the sea of my thoughts had no bays
And Oh! I wish my childhood returns,
Making this miserable adulthood overturn..
And oh! I wish my childhood returns,
Making this miserable adulthood overturn...
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Part-1
Title- Sacrifice
It was early dawning with the scorching sun in the sky. farmers were labouring in fields, children were tinkering and wandering all around the village. Rampur village is not well cultivated but people living in this village live with prosperity and love with each other. There was no mode of conversing through phones, people usually use telephones and most people in the village write letters.
postman cycling with letters arrives at the home of Mannu. Mannu is a 10 years old boy, son of a warrior. Mannu eagerly strides towards postman and asks " postman uncle, is there any letter from the Daddy?"
postman uncle said " yes there is the letter from your soldier! but call your mom first!"
Raggu is the spouse of a warrior, she always waits for the letter from his husband. Mannu notifies his mom about a letter from dad and she eagerly and heartily takes a letter from postman. postman also gives the allowance of the warrior to Raggu.
Raggu asked his son Mannu to read the letter as she is uneducated. Manny begins looking over the letter. The letter read
" How are you Raggu! and how is my Mannu? I miss you both of them a lot. I miss your tasty dishes being stewed by you, here at border food is not delicious as you cook! I am fine here, you do not distress about me. There is uncertainty on border areas of our country, I will be occupied in the prospective days. Can't say when the battle will take place. You do not bother about me, one day I will arrive shortly and we will have fun together in the village. You and Mannu are always with me in my heart, hope everything is fine there. you of them take care of yourself".
Raggu eyes were replenished with tears and then caressed his son. She gives his son some currency to buy something for himself. Mannu cheerfully takes currency and letter, moves towards his room. Mannu took a register, where he protected all letters from his father, as a remembrance and kept this letter too. He puts money in money saver bank and goes out for playing.
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Part-2
It was market day, where all vegetables were being bartered. Raggu mumbled to Mannu " I'm going out for the market. you take care of the home, I will be back soon".
Mannu said "yes mummy! please bring me some chocolates too!".
It has been many days, there were no letters from the soldier.
but today postman halted by Mannu's home and cried out for him.
Manny merrily went towards postman. Postman this time was a bit unhappy.
the postman inquired," where is your mom Mannu?"
Mannu told " mummy departed to market, I will ratify and take the letter"
the postman transmitted letter sadly and went back.
Mannu eagerly unwrapped, opened the letter and read the letter
" dear Raggu and mannu, as I previously cited war might occur at the border! yes, I am going for war. I might not get a chance to meet you both in this life or might be I will alive! I can't say. I want to say both of you take care of each other. I want Mannu to become a soldier and protect our motherland, this is my last wish. you might be crying now, do not cry. I am always there with y'all. One day I will return to home definitely. I hope you to take care and wait for me".
along with the letter, there was one more letter, which confirmed that the soldier's corpse is not being found after the war, after searching a lot. He is declared as dead.
Mannu was broken, Tears swivelled his cheeks. suddenly he contemplates her mom coming and he hides letters in file.
Manu went to his mom and cuddled her widely.
Ragu asked, " what happened son, does anything happened?"
Mannu said, " mummy nothing happened, I missed you".
Raggu chuckled and said" now I am back! today I am going to prepare your dad favourite dishes and we will enjoy it".
Mannu tried not to glimpse sad and grinned a little.
In the night, he silently went towards the register and starts reading all letters of the soldier, weeping silently. He concluded not to say mom tangibility about his father dead, which will shatter her into pieces.
Next day, he went to the postman. Mannu said" postman uncle, I do not want my mother to realize about dad's dead.she will be smashed into pieces if she knows. I want my mom to smile always".
postman uncle " I am so apologetic about your dad's death, I will not say Raggu about death I swear you".
After two days, there is the birthday of Raggu. Mannu determined to write an imitation letter from his dad wishing Raggu on her birthday. He wrote a letter and went to the postman. He passed the letter and urged him to give it to her mom after two days. He went to the temple, prayed for his dad soul and peace. He was sad and alone.
soon the day arrived, Rajju was very happy. She was eagerly waiting for postman for the letter. Postman reached the home and hands-on letter. Raggu signed and took the letter.
Raggu called Mannu and said him happily to read the letter.
Mannu started reading a letter
" my dear Raggu, I wish you a happy birthday. I wish you live longer. I love you so much and feel lucky to have you in my life. Here everything is fine. You do not worry about me. Take care of yourself and Mannu. I wish I can see you on this special day!. You might be looking beautiful and always keep smiling. I can't say when I can come, but I will keep on sending you letters. Take care and love you".
Raggu was very happy and caressed his son happily. This time Raggu took the letter and kept with herself.
Mannu went out near the temple, started moaning.
He knows his dad will never return back. He feels like deceiving on mom but want her mom to smile always...
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It was market day, where all vegetables were being bartered. Raggu mumbled to Mannu " I'm going out for the market. you take care of the home, I will be back soon".
Mannu said "yes mummy! please bring me some chocolates too!".
It has been many days, there were no letters from the soldier.
but today postman halted by Mannu's home and cried out for him.
Manny merrily went towards postman. Postman this time was a bit unhappy.
the postman inquired," where is your mom Mannu?"
Mannu told " mummy departed to market, I will ratify and take the letter"
the postman transmitted letter sadly and went back.
Mannu eagerly unwrapped, opened the letter and read the letter
" dear Raggu and mannu, as I previously cited war might occur at the border! yes, I am going for war. I might not get a chance to meet you both in this life or might be I will alive! I can't say. I want to say both of you take care of each other. I want Mannu to become a soldier and protect our motherland, this is my last wish. you might be crying now, do not cry. I am always there with y'all. One day I will return to home definitely. I hope you to take care and wait for me".
along with the letter, there was one more letter, which confirmed that the soldier's corpse is not being found after the war, after searching a lot. He is declared as dead.
Mannu was broken, Tears swivelled his cheeks. suddenly he contemplates her mom coming and he hides letters in file.
Manu went to his mom and cuddled her widely.
Ragu asked, " what happened son, does anything happened?"
Mannu said, " mummy nothing happened, I missed you".
Raggu chuckled and said" now I am back! today I am going to prepare your dad favourite dishes and we will enjoy it".
Mannu tried not to glimpse sad and grinned a little.
In the night, he silently went towards the register and starts reading all letters of the soldier, weeping silently. He concluded not to say mom tangibility about his father dead, which will shatter her into pieces.
Next day, he went to the postman. Mannu said" postman uncle, I do not want my mother to realize about dad's dead.she will be smashed into pieces if she knows. I want my mom to smile always".
postman uncle " I am so apologetic about your dad's death, I will not say Raggu about death I swear you".
After two days, there is the birthday of Raggu. Mannu determined to write an imitation letter from his dad wishing Raggu on her birthday. He wrote a letter and went to the postman. He passed the letter and urged him to give it to her mom after two days. He went to the temple, prayed for his dad soul and peace. He was sad and alone.
soon the day arrived, Rajju was very happy. She was eagerly waiting for postman for the letter. Postman reached the home and hands-on letter. Raggu signed and took the letter.
Raggu called Mannu and said him happily to read the letter.
Mannu started reading a letter
" my dear Raggu, I wish you a happy birthday. I wish you live longer. I love you so much and feel lucky to have you in my life. Here everything is fine. You do not worry about me. Take care of yourself and Mannu. I wish I can see you on this special day!. You might be looking beautiful and always keep smiling. I can't say when I can come, but I will keep on sending you letters. Take care and love you".
Raggu was very happy and caressed his son happily. This time Raggu took the letter and kept with herself.
Mannu went out near the temple, started moaning.
He knows his dad will never return back. He feels like deceiving on mom but want her mom to smile always...
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Through the darkness, we see the light.
Is it the peace for which we fight?
Human continues to exploit, without any fear
It has to stop, else destruction is near.
If we don't stop, where it will lead?
On skulls and corpses,a peacekeeping deed?
Lust for power is the reason of all
Power is the whore, for which even saint can fall.
We are also the same, got no different.
The one who is virgin,is not always the saint.
We are it and it is we,
Hailing the power, on our knee.
Because you don't have it, don't think there's no wants.
In your darkest nights, the crave for power haunts.

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Seek for the truth
not who won the dispute

#review #quote #AhmadMusa

winning an argument
doesn't change the truth
though it could change
some people's view

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Dark night with black clouds ;
She was shouting out so loud,
She struggled and fought,
This is cruel,she thought.

The nine months of love,
The nine months of care,
The nine months of nurturing,
The nine months of pain;
She couldn't let them go in vain

A fairy laid in her arms;
But to society she was a harm,
To them the baby girl was misfortune,
And so the mother was importuned
She scuffled and brawled
She was strong and bold.
Her princess would survive
She would definitely thrive..

So she gathered her courage
And she did outrage,
With her baby seized in her arms,
She ran through forests and farms,
After fleeing for days ;
Amidst greenery and hays,
She found a paradise,
For them to reside,
And they stayed happily ever after
And they stayed happily ever after..!!

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Dark night with black clouds ;
She was shouting out so loud,
She struggled and fought,
This is cruel,she thought.

The nine months of love,
The nine months of care,
The nine months of nurturing,
The nine months of pain;
She couldn't let them go in vain

A fairy laid in her arms;
But to society she was a harm,
To them the baby girl was misfortune,
And so the mother was importuned
She scuffled and brawled
She was strong and bold.
Her princess would survive
She would definitely thrive..

So she gathered her courage
And she did outrage,
With her baby seized in her arms,
She ran through forests and farms,
After fleeing for days ;
Amidst greenery and hays,
She found a paradise,
For them to reside,
And they stayed happily ever after
And they stayed happily ever after..!!

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Science

the most influential
infant in the world

it leads its parents
while continuing
to suckle their sweat

#AhmadMusa
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#quote

I wasn't sure I loved you.
I trusted you more than I trust myself, because when you said I loved you, I believed you.

#meg

where the sky meets with the ground.
Where we can hear the soundless sound.

Where the peaks are hugged with snow.
Where the silence is only thing to know.

Where the peaks glitter with sunshine.
Where there's an urge to be one with divine.

Where the mighty rivers flow with life.
Where the solitude is our only true wife .

Where finally the ignorance dies.
Where finally the heart get eyes.

Where the mountains heal the soul.
Where we can experience life as a whole.

where we can jump into the unknown Abyss.
Where we can experience the timeless bliss.

Where the sunsets sets ablaze the sky.
Where the heart goes just higher and high.

Where we loose, yet we gain
Where the soil is fragranced with rain.

Those who dare, to loose to divine.
They become pure, revevarating like a shrine.

There's an irresistible urge to break the walls.
My heart always awaits,the Himalayan call♥️

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I miss the way we counted stars,
The way you sang to me with your guitar.

I miss the way we cuddled,
When things were not this muddled.

The times you wiped my tears,
The times when you made me fought my fears.

The things we did in love,
When we lived together in our cove.

But now,time has took you away
And oh! My life is now all gray.

I wish i could rewrite the stars,
But,i know I can't and it's bizzare.

I hope you return,
And heal my heart's burn.

Because i still believe,
That only you can give my heart relief...

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