#review #shortstory
Part-4
Title: A Martian Food Story
her mother knew that chances of returning back after the war was very less so she used a technique to tackle this problem, she made food for her daughter using wartime recipes, modifying it and preserving in containers and cans, before she left she gave her the cans (remember white was just two years old) and white's mother never returned, white left England when she was four with her father to New York, she carried her mother's love in the form of food,as food is a form of love when words are inadequate,her father died ,she was alone in that big city,she did many kinds of work in her teenage, at last she got stuck as a cook in a restraunt,her dreams were big but not affordable,she passed through all stages of a women,she became a mother,she had grand children but her dreams were like a seed which grew as the time passed,she applied for mars colonizing mission when she was 86,it was big news in 2026,even people started to troll her as they thought she did this thing for fame and for money,she saw many pictures, animated clips of herself going to Mars, later government rejected her from this mi, sion, because of her age, her family left her as she tryed to move away from them , actually there were no one who actually loved white,she thought of suiciding but she was not a person who quit their life, she always faught with failures, so she thought of starting her own business by starting a store which sold war time foods as food marked an era but the store lacked customers and it ended up in bankrupt, she was losing her momeries as she ran from the old age home to the store where I met her at first, I learned many recipies from white and which became useful for preparing martian food ,so nothing went waste,I still believe that each and every decision that we make in our life will have a reason and it will surely connect in future ,the only thing is keep going,I still remember white even if I am on Mars ,her memories never fade,as she lives through my action and I belive people should know white,as I'm going publish this story or you can call anything as it is ,whoever is reading this note or story never see white through a negative shade as she was always postive for me.
Part-4
Title: A Martian Food Story
her mother knew that chances of returning back after the war was very less so she used a technique to tackle this problem, she made food for her daughter using wartime recipes, modifying it and preserving in containers and cans, before she left she gave her the cans (remember white was just two years old) and white's mother never returned, white left England when she was four with her father to New York, she carried her mother's love in the form of food,as food is a form of love when words are inadequate,her father died ,she was alone in that big city,she did many kinds of work in her teenage, at last she got stuck as a cook in a restraunt,her dreams were big but not affordable,she passed through all stages of a women,she became a mother,she had grand children but her dreams were like a seed which grew as the time passed,she applied for mars colonizing mission when she was 86,it was big news in 2026,even people started to troll her as they thought she did this thing for fame and for money,she saw many pictures, animated clips of herself going to Mars, later government rejected her from this mi, sion, because of her age, her family left her as she tryed to move away from them , actually there were no one who actually loved white,she thought of suiciding but she was not a person who quit their life, she always faught with failures, so she thought of starting her own business by starting a store which sold war time foods as food marked an era but the store lacked customers and it ended up in bankrupt, she was losing her momeries as she ran from the old age home to the store where I met her at first, I learned many recipies from white and which became useful for preparing martian food ,so nothing went waste,I still believe that each and every decision that we make in our life will have a reason and it will surely connect in future ,the only thing is keep going,I still remember white even if I am on Mars ,her memories never fade,as she lives through my action and I belive people should know white,as I'm going publish this story or you can call anything as it is ,whoever is reading this note or story never see white through a negative shade as she was always postive for me.
#review #LucianadeLemos #poetry
JUST GO FOR IT
Along the chosen path,
start walking
as the river waters, fearless,
never stop flowing.
Carry on, as far as,
dreams may take you.
Like swallows flying above the sea,
on a strenuous journey against the wind,
one should never quit.
Naught worthy more than
to live intensely,
like a summer sun.
Being able to wander, aimlessly,
on the rhythm of time, as well as
the seasons of nature in their cycles.
Accept the facts as they are, but
be fully into them, active. That´s the
way to be who you are,
in the hollows of life,
between thoughts and actions.
Sorrow shall not be felt. Live deeply.
Just go for it.
JUST GO FOR IT
Along the chosen path,
start walking
as the river waters, fearless,
never stop flowing.
Carry on, as far as,
dreams may take you.
Like swallows flying above the sea,
on a strenuous journey against the wind,
one should never quit.
Naught worthy more than
to live intensely,
like a summer sun.
Being able to wander, aimlessly,
on the rhythm of time, as well as
the seasons of nature in their cycles.
Accept the facts as they are, but
be fully into them, active. That´s the
way to be who you are,
in the hollows of life,
between thoughts and actions.
Sorrow shall not be felt. Live deeply.
Just go for it.
#review #kp
IMPORTANCE OF HUMAN TOUCH
So this thing I realized when I took a pic of my grandmother who was wearing a top of mine and somehow her hair were looking like spikes. And she wanted to see that pic. And I am like not now. I have just come from office. And I cannot touch her until I have had a bath.
So I thought, damn, what has happened?! Now, if I wanna hug her I can't. That's when I remembered a friend of mine once mentioning to me that one day I will realise the importance of human touch.(He meant it becauseI used to feel awkward about hugs at that point in my life from any male friend.)
Currently, we all are in the state where we can't meet new people or have to be very careful about touching each other. And I think I am a bit late to write this. I mean I too feel very angry about the people who actually made this Corona virus. Now, their first goal might have been something else but I thought to myself, their aim was to keep us distant from each other. Their ultimate aim was to isolate us. Because, I know, loneliness eats you up. No one to talk to. No one to kiss, hug or even look at. Finding a human being for God's sake has become an alien concept.
A friend of mine has been feeling that he needs people around him. And before clicking the pic, I was having conversation about this with him. So yes I guess we all are finding how important human touch is. So, I am just trying to be there for people. And I guess they are also doing the same for me.
We all are in this together. Things are lookig up and with time, things will be better. And we all will be able to touch, feel each other's warmth, love and care. Any singles out there, any family member who is away from home. Or even a newly born baby. Trust me, it is all going to be better. We just have certain lessons to learn from this pandemic I guess.
Take care all. Keep it tight and together.
IMPORTANCE OF HUMAN TOUCH
So this thing I realized when I took a pic of my grandmother who was wearing a top of mine and somehow her hair were looking like spikes. And she wanted to see that pic. And I am like not now. I have just come from office. And I cannot touch her until I have had a bath.
So I thought, damn, what has happened?! Now, if I wanna hug her I can't. That's when I remembered a friend of mine once mentioning to me that one day I will realise the importance of human touch.(He meant it becauseI used to feel awkward about hugs at that point in my life from any male friend.)
Currently, we all are in the state where we can't meet new people or have to be very careful about touching each other. And I think I am a bit late to write this. I mean I too feel very angry about the people who actually made this Corona virus. Now, their first goal might have been something else but I thought to myself, their aim was to keep us distant from each other. Their ultimate aim was to isolate us. Because, I know, loneliness eats you up. No one to talk to. No one to kiss, hug or even look at. Finding a human being for God's sake has become an alien concept.
A friend of mine has been feeling that he needs people around him. And before clicking the pic, I was having conversation about this with him. So yes I guess we all are finding how important human touch is. So, I am just trying to be there for people. And I guess they are also doing the same for me.
We all are in this together. Things are lookig up and with time, things will be better. And we all will be able to touch, feel each other's warmth, love and care. Any singles out there, any family member who is away from home. Or even a newly born baby. Trust me, it is all going to be better. We just have certain lessons to learn from this pandemic I guess.
Take care all. Keep it tight and together.
#review #kp #Corona
Importance of Human Touch
So a realized a thing when I took a pic of my grandmother. She was wearing a top of mine and somehow her hair were looking like spikes. She wanted to see that pic. And I am like not now. I have just come from office. And I cannot be near her until I have had a bath.
So I thought, damn, what situation is this?! Now, if I wanna hug her I can't. That's when I remembered a friend of mine once mentioning to me that one day I will realise the importance of human touch.(He meant it because I used to feel awkward about hugs at that point in my life from any male friend.)
So, yes currently we all are in the state where we can't meet new people or have to be very careful about touching each other. And I think I am a bit late to write this. I mean I too feel very angry about the people who actually made this Corona virus. Now, their first goal might have been something else but I thought to myself, their aim was to keep us distant from each other. Their ultimate goal was to isolate us. Because, nothing sucks or brings a person down when he is lonely. Loneliness eats you up. No one to talk to. No one to kiss, hug or even look at. Finding a human being for God's sake has become an alien concept.
Alos, a friend of mine has been feeling that he needs people around him. And before clicking the pic, I was having conversation about this with him. So yes I guess we all are finding how important human touch is. I am just trying to be there for people. And I guess they are also doing the same for me.
In a nut shell, we all are in this together. Things are lookig up and with time, things will be better. There will come a day where we all will be able to touch and feel each other's warmth and love. Any singles out there, any family member who is away from home. Or even a newly born baby. Trust me, it is all going to be better. We just have certain lessons to learn from this pandemic I guess.
Take care all. Keep it tight and together. 😊
Importance of Human Touch
So a realized a thing when I took a pic of my grandmother. She was wearing a top of mine and somehow her hair were looking like spikes. She wanted to see that pic. And I am like not now. I have just come from office. And I cannot be near her until I have had a bath.
So I thought, damn, what situation is this?! Now, if I wanna hug her I can't. That's when I remembered a friend of mine once mentioning to me that one day I will realise the importance of human touch.(He meant it because I used to feel awkward about hugs at that point in my life from any male friend.)
So, yes currently we all are in the state where we can't meet new people or have to be very careful about touching each other. And I think I am a bit late to write this. I mean I too feel very angry about the people who actually made this Corona virus. Now, their first goal might have been something else but I thought to myself, their aim was to keep us distant from each other. Their ultimate goal was to isolate us. Because, nothing sucks or brings a person down when he is lonely. Loneliness eats you up. No one to talk to. No one to kiss, hug or even look at. Finding a human being for God's sake has become an alien concept.
Alos, a friend of mine has been feeling that he needs people around him. And before clicking the pic, I was having conversation about this with him. So yes I guess we all are finding how important human touch is. I am just trying to be there for people. And I guess they are also doing the same for me.
In a nut shell, we all are in this together. Things are lookig up and with time, things will be better. There will come a day where we all will be able to touch and feel each other's warmth and love. Any singles out there, any family member who is away from home. Or even a newly born baby. Trust me, it is all going to be better. We just have certain lessons to learn from this pandemic I guess.
Take care all. Keep it tight and together. 😊
Could relate to it completely. N yes we don't need to define or describe life. But i guess writers or anyone who is creative like to do that. Explain things in their own creative way.
#review #theSpringIsNotYetDead #sm
There is a reason.
There's a reason why
people come into your life.
Just like leaf on a tree,
which change, as the seasons pass by.
Some stay mere
yet impose strong influence.
Some stay forever
With absolute no existence.
some become thorn
To protect the rose from being plucked.
some spread bitter
To arouse the spartan
who deserves to be remembered.
You are son of the universe,
daughter of the mother land.
Just like all trees and stars
who shade and fade.
yet have the potential
For the sky to invade.
With all pain that comes across
the feet leading should never stop.
Never get disdained, even for once
to be a shadow of the moon.
As the black is unfurled,
For the stars to be perennial.
This is autumn,
Prepare for more blood to shed.
But believe in your opulence,
For the spring is not yet dead.
There is a reason.
There's a reason why
people come into your life.
Just like leaf on a tree,
which change, as the seasons pass by.
Some stay mere
yet impose strong influence.
Some stay forever
With absolute no existence.
some become thorn
To protect the rose from being plucked.
some spread bitter
To arouse the spartan
who deserves to be remembered.
You are son of the universe,
daughter of the mother land.
Just like all trees and stars
who shade and fade.
yet have the potential
For the sky to invade.
With all pain that comes across
the feet leading should never stop.
Never get disdained, even for once
to be a shadow of the moon.
As the black is unfurled,
For the stars to be perennial.
This is autumn,
Prepare for more blood to shed.
But believe in your opulence,
For the spring is not yet dead.
A Good Night Whisper
I really don't know
where to start
Maybe I'm dumb
or way too smart
I'm not a great artist
if writing's an art
But every line I write
comes straight from my heart
Maybe my words
make no sense
Or they're carefully woven
to keep the suspense
I wanted to write
a piece for you
Something that's pure
and very true
If you're wondering
the reason for all I said
It's to put a smile on the face
of the person going to bed
So now my dear
please sleep tight
After I wish
a final good night.
#review #rvd #everyone #poem
I really don't know
where to start
Maybe I'm dumb
or way too smart
I'm not a great artist
if writing's an art
But every line I write
comes straight from my heart
Maybe my words
make no sense
Or they're carefully woven
to keep the suspense
I wanted to write
a piece for you
Something that's pure
and very true
If you're wondering
the reason for all I said
It's to put a smile on the face
of the person going to bed
So now my dear
please sleep tight
After I wish
a final good night.
#review #rvd #everyone #poem
love yourself, be with your friends, and thank your creator:
How it looks when you’ve no eyes? how would you spent your life if asked to pretend as a visually impaired for a couple of days? Would it be charming or disastrous?
All these queries can be answered at once. It has been 21 years since I’m coping with the challenge to be alive while having no eyes. it has been different, it has been difficult at times. But it never stops me from doing the things other can do. The only thing required in this regard is courage. Courage to fight, courage to compete with others and courage to become an independent citizen. Positive intent can make every dream possible.
From education to sports, from technology to entertainment, every luxury of life can be enjoyed. All the events, all the functions and all the special moments are enjoyed by not even seeing them.
It might be different from others, it might be slower from others, but it is possible. The creator has blessed its creatures with abilities. If one has no eyes, his other senses might have better functions than others. It is possible that things looking difficult to others could become easy for me.
The message I want to give through these broken words is to never lose hope. You are here, you have to enjoy, you have to live a life that could be remembered forever. Just love yourself, be with your friends and thank God for the blessings he has granted to you.
#review
How it looks when you’ve no eyes? how would you spent your life if asked to pretend as a visually impaired for a couple of days? Would it be charming or disastrous?
All these queries can be answered at once. It has been 21 years since I’m coping with the challenge to be alive while having no eyes. it has been different, it has been difficult at times. But it never stops me from doing the things other can do. The only thing required in this regard is courage. Courage to fight, courage to compete with others and courage to become an independent citizen. Positive intent can make every dream possible.
From education to sports, from technology to entertainment, every luxury of life can be enjoyed. All the events, all the functions and all the special moments are enjoyed by not even seeing them.
It might be different from others, it might be slower from others, but it is possible. The creator has blessed its creatures with abilities. If one has no eyes, his other senses might have better functions than others. It is possible that things looking difficult to others could become easy for me.
The message I want to give through these broken words is to never lose hope. You are here, you have to enjoy, you have to live a life that could be remembered forever. Just love yourself, be with your friends and thank God for the blessings he has granted to you.
#review
#review #tony #poetry Lie!
Lie, lie, lie.
This life is beautiful lie
Dreams, love, life
Everything is just a lie.
Beginning of the journey
To the end of the quest,
And from Good to Devil
Lie is sleeping in peaceful rest.
Innocent face
And silent killer eyes,
People crush me every time
With their merciless lies.
‘You are my friend, yarr!’
How they talk so nice!
But that doesn’t last so long
If the purpose has already vanished.
From far of Heaven
To this Hell
Everyone work
Like the slave of Lie.
If words are hurting
They are the fruit of tree Truth,
Because poisoned lie
Is a very tasty soup.
Love is futile lie
And I fell in the trap,
‘You are my life.’ now
This line is tearing me apart.
But that is okay
To break at least once,
And to teach me, how to be a good liar!
Please take my thanks.
Lie, lie, lie.
This life is beautiful lie
Dreams, love, life
Everything is just a lie.
Beginning of the journey
To the end of the quest,
And from Good to Devil
Lie is sleeping in peaceful rest.
Innocent face
And silent killer eyes,
People crush me every time
With their merciless lies.
‘You are my friend, yarr!’
How they talk so nice!
But that doesn’t last so long
If the purpose has already vanished.
From far of Heaven
To this Hell
Everyone work
Like the slave of Lie.
If words are hurting
They are the fruit of tree Truth,
Because poisoned lie
Is a very tasty soup.
Love is futile lie
And I fell in the trap,
‘You are my life.’ now
This line is tearing me apart.
But that is okay
To break at least once,
And to teach me, how to be a good liar!
Please take my thanks.
Did not die in peace-
There was a tree in front of me,
Standing old, paled, broken at it's peak,
Talking to me,
"I survived the misery at least,
Now I am gonna die in peace."
But I catched myself off guard in this scene,
With all means,
I found myself back in reality,
Standing at the edge of a sea.
There was a reflection beneath me,
Standing old, paled, broken at it's peak,
Talking to me,
"I survived the misery at least,
But I did not die in peace.
Did not die in peace.
Did not die in peace."
#review #poetry #kairophist
There was a tree in front of me,
Standing old, paled, broken at it's peak,
Talking to me,
"I survived the misery at least,
Now I am gonna die in peace."
But I catched myself off guard in this scene,
With all means,
I found myself back in reality,
Standing at the edge of a sea.
There was a reflection beneath me,
Standing old, paled, broken at it's peak,
Talking to me,
"I survived the misery at least,
But I did not die in peace.
Did not die in peace.
Did not die in peace."
#review #poetry #kairophist
| Poetic Death |
My poor, poetic stream has ceased
The poet in me has deceased
Within my garret's graveyard gloom
He rots like corpse in toxic tomb
My poems now are paltry things
They're weak and worn and wear no wings
Caked hard, with cruellest, crystal crust
They crumble into dirt and dust
My stanzas set like stagnant sun
With rhymes, they have no race to run
For ink has curdled and congealed
Set hard as sword or soldier's shield
My compositions cannot flow
Compacted, as they are in snow
Ice-bound inside a glacial glade
In shadow land of sunless shade
My poor poetic stream subsides
Turns off like tap and turns like tides
The poet, in me, meets no more
With muse upon her sacred shore
She says she cannot make ends meet
So sells herself upon the street
Says all her dreaming days are dead
Now poet rots alone unread.
#review #Saviour #poetry
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My poor, poetic stream has ceased
The poet in me has deceased
Within my garret's graveyard gloom
He rots like corpse in toxic tomb
My poems now are paltry things
They're weak and worn and wear no wings
Caked hard, with cruellest, crystal crust
They crumble into dirt and dust
My stanzas set like stagnant sun
With rhymes, they have no race to run
For ink has curdled and congealed
Set hard as sword or soldier's shield
My compositions cannot flow
Compacted, as they are in snow
Ice-bound inside a glacial glade
In shadow land of sunless shade
My poor poetic stream subsides
Turns off like tap and turns like tides
The poet, in me, meets no more
With muse upon her sacred shore
She says she cannot make ends meet
So sells herself upon the street
Says all her dreaming days are dead
Now poet rots alone unread.
#review #Saviour #poetry
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Rain
You know, most people react positively to the rain other than a few grumpy fellas. They love when it rains and girls go all romantic if they are given a chance to dance under rain. If asked what rain brings to you, a good percentage of answers will say joy. As the cool drops of the heavenly water falls ecstasy gets filled in them.
Are you not pondering what will be my response to rain? Same here. I am also a member of the happy flock. Rain evokes an immense pleasure in my core. Nay, not the cheesy vibes; it gives a spooky one. An aura that tends to haunt me. It feels the reality has taken up desertion to push me towards darkness; bloodthirsty souls accompany me though.
When it rains I picture every inch of the neighborhood is wrapped up in eeriness. I find cottages in dark forest and an abandoned home and thousands of unrevealed mysteries lurk here and there. Warnings ring in my ears, " Do not cross the threshold or you will not see the daylight." Yet I disobey those to go inside some mansion and creep around in the corridors where my breath is the only sense I have while there is an outrageous downpour going on outside.
As a cherry on the top, my garden is a mess. There are gigantic trees across the boundary. The garden is never tended properly; bushes and creepers are in plentiful. So it is not a hard work for me to see a forest outside if it rains. The thunders, the trees bending over, the branches falling, all of these sum up to make the forest of my dreams.
Amidst this I hear the shallow breathing of a girl who needs to stay alone because her parents are out. The lights suddenly go off. A simultaneous bolt of lightning turns things awry. Scared she skitters away to find candles. One dim candle somewhat lights up the room, enough for her to see but the flame flickers due to a gust of wind from nowhere. The enormous shadows of the furniture add more spice to the spookiness.
A jug falls. Her heart skips. The ringing noise still echoes in the darkness. She walks up to the kitchen to find two glowing orbs. The black cat jumps and her heart loudly thumps. His long purrs amplify and magnify to make the girl tear up.
Bang! A loud banging at the door makes matter worse and she starts wailing at the top of her voice. Her concerned parents knock harder and a loop of horror continues. Till when... Picture it yourself. I bet your vision will be awesome.
Blood... of course. A few days back it was raining cats and dogs when I was driving back to home. I could see a pool of blood on the road so I had to slow down and peer hard. I could not make out what it was but I am sure it must have been my head messing.
Really was it though?
Well I will take my leave but I hope you girls check your back twice before rejoicing in the rain. God knows what awaits for you.
#review #cc #shortstory
*I had written this two years ago... 😅
You know, most people react positively to the rain other than a few grumpy fellas. They love when it rains and girls go all romantic if they are given a chance to dance under rain. If asked what rain brings to you, a good percentage of answers will say joy. As the cool drops of the heavenly water falls ecstasy gets filled in them.
Are you not pondering what will be my response to rain? Same here. I am also a member of the happy flock. Rain evokes an immense pleasure in my core. Nay, not the cheesy vibes; it gives a spooky one. An aura that tends to haunt me. It feels the reality has taken up desertion to push me towards darkness; bloodthirsty souls accompany me though.
When it rains I picture every inch of the neighborhood is wrapped up in eeriness. I find cottages in dark forest and an abandoned home and thousands of unrevealed mysteries lurk here and there. Warnings ring in my ears, " Do not cross the threshold or you will not see the daylight." Yet I disobey those to go inside some mansion and creep around in the corridors where my breath is the only sense I have while there is an outrageous downpour going on outside.
As a cherry on the top, my garden is a mess. There are gigantic trees across the boundary. The garden is never tended properly; bushes and creepers are in plentiful. So it is not a hard work for me to see a forest outside if it rains. The thunders, the trees bending over, the branches falling, all of these sum up to make the forest of my dreams.
Amidst this I hear the shallow breathing of a girl who needs to stay alone because her parents are out. The lights suddenly go off. A simultaneous bolt of lightning turns things awry. Scared she skitters away to find candles. One dim candle somewhat lights up the room, enough for her to see but the flame flickers due to a gust of wind from nowhere. The enormous shadows of the furniture add more spice to the spookiness.
A jug falls. Her heart skips. The ringing noise still echoes in the darkness. She walks up to the kitchen to find two glowing orbs. The black cat jumps and her heart loudly thumps. His long purrs amplify and magnify to make the girl tear up.
Bang! A loud banging at the door makes matter worse and she starts wailing at the top of her voice. Her concerned parents knock harder and a loop of horror continues. Till when... Picture it yourself. I bet your vision will be awesome.
Blood... of course. A few days back it was raining cats and dogs when I was driving back to home. I could see a pool of blood on the road so I had to slow down and peer hard. I could not make out what it was but I am sure it must have been my head messing.
Really was it though?
Well I will take my leave but I hope you girls check your back twice before rejoicing in the rain. God knows what awaits for you.
#review #cc #shortstory
*I had written this two years ago... 😅
helping the poor by leaving desires: “Would you please go out to buy some chocolates for me”? Said his sister.
“I won’t! it is too cold outside”.
“But please! I want to eat, want to enjoy the weather! And you better know how crazy I am for chocolates. And I know, you like rain,, you love to enjoy cloudy weather. I remember! You used to play for hours while it rained. Today, you’ve 2 tasks, first, enjoy the weather and then buy some chocolates for me”.
“OK, I am going. But what will be my reward”? he further said: “remember, I’ve only 10 dollars left in my pocket-money”.
“You’ll be presented with your favorite dishes in the evening”. It was just Covetousness from her end, just because her brother could do what she was expecting from him
He took his wallet from the table and started walking on the street. although it was too cold but the Silence, beauty and washed trees and bushes, everything was splendid and the worry of coldness faded away. Clean air, clear atmosphere and droplets of rain pouring from sky, nothing was absent to made his journey of buying chocolates enjoyable.
While lavishing the enchanting sights, his eyes stopped, his feet shook and his heart got burnt. It was a boy of 10 to 12, who was collecting wrappers from the streets and gathering them into a basket.
He started sauntering towards the boy. “Hey little champ! What are you doing here? Why you have been doing all this in a rainy day”? He had pounced 2 questions in blink of an eye.
“My father has died, my mother is ill today and she has asked me to collect all the wrappers and give them to our master who will pay 3 dollars to me. If my mother were fine and could walk, she should have done this work by herself”.
“But it can be spared for any other day when weather would have been good”? he posed his concern in a low pitched voice.
“We’ve to do it every day. If a day is skipped, our life would be in danger. We will have nothing to eat”. The boy looked extinguished to him. His words were really hitting the depth of heart.
For a moment he thought to help that little kid. his heart started pushing him to give all the money to that innocent boy. “you’ve to buy chocolates! He has to fill his appetite. Just imagine dear! Who will be more beneficial? Nothing would be lost if you present these dollars to this boy”
After having some inner approvals, he got his wallet, picked those 10 dollars from it and handed over to the boy saying: “please! Go to your home and do not drop yourself in trouble by roaming on streets and gathering Shoppers”.
The boy with a smile on his face thanked him, prayed for him and went his way to home. While nothing had left behind, he started strolling back to his house thinking, how the nature has divided the people? There are some who doesn’t even have money to feed themselves and there are some who search ways to spend it.
he entered home. “Where my chocolates are”? Cried his sister.
“Apologies dear! But I couldn’t buy them for you”. he responded politely.
“But why”?
he narrated the whole story. “The boy needed those dollars more than us. It would be the food for his family’s 3 days. I promise, I’ll lend you your desires tomorrow.”
She smiled! “No! no! no need to be saddened. You did well by helping that boy and you’ll be rewarded for it”.
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“I won’t! it is too cold outside”.
“But please! I want to eat, want to enjoy the weather! And you better know how crazy I am for chocolates. And I know, you like rain,, you love to enjoy cloudy weather. I remember! You used to play for hours while it rained. Today, you’ve 2 tasks, first, enjoy the weather and then buy some chocolates for me”.
“OK, I am going. But what will be my reward”? he further said: “remember, I’ve only 10 dollars left in my pocket-money”.
“You’ll be presented with your favorite dishes in the evening”. It was just Covetousness from her end, just because her brother could do what she was expecting from him
He took his wallet from the table and started walking on the street. although it was too cold but the Silence, beauty and washed trees and bushes, everything was splendid and the worry of coldness faded away. Clean air, clear atmosphere and droplets of rain pouring from sky, nothing was absent to made his journey of buying chocolates enjoyable.
While lavishing the enchanting sights, his eyes stopped, his feet shook and his heart got burnt. It was a boy of 10 to 12, who was collecting wrappers from the streets and gathering them into a basket.
He started sauntering towards the boy. “Hey little champ! What are you doing here? Why you have been doing all this in a rainy day”? He had pounced 2 questions in blink of an eye.
“My father has died, my mother is ill today and she has asked me to collect all the wrappers and give them to our master who will pay 3 dollars to me. If my mother were fine and could walk, she should have done this work by herself”.
“But it can be spared for any other day when weather would have been good”? he posed his concern in a low pitched voice.
“We’ve to do it every day. If a day is skipped, our life would be in danger. We will have nothing to eat”. The boy looked extinguished to him. His words were really hitting the depth of heart.
For a moment he thought to help that little kid. his heart started pushing him to give all the money to that innocent boy. “you’ve to buy chocolates! He has to fill his appetite. Just imagine dear! Who will be more beneficial? Nothing would be lost if you present these dollars to this boy”
After having some inner approvals, he got his wallet, picked those 10 dollars from it and handed over to the boy saying: “please! Go to your home and do not drop yourself in trouble by roaming on streets and gathering Shoppers”.
The boy with a smile on his face thanked him, prayed for him and went his way to home. While nothing had left behind, he started strolling back to his house thinking, how the nature has divided the people? There are some who doesn’t even have money to feed themselves and there are some who search ways to spend it.
he entered home. “Where my chocolates are”? Cried his sister.
“Apologies dear! But I couldn’t buy them for you”. he responded politely.
“But why”?
he narrated the whole story. “The boy needed those dollars more than us. It would be the food for his family’s 3 days. I promise, I’ll lend you your desires tomorrow.”
She smiled! “No! no! no need to be saddened. You did well by helping that boy and you’ll be rewarded for it”.
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Something in Your Head
Something in your head
Have you wonder what is it?
Something in your head
Is it true or just a fantasy?
Something in your head
Might control you
Something in your head
Might control the world
Something in your head
Think about it again and again
Are you ready yet?
Or always be ready?
Something in your head
Ask it what you should do
Something in your heart
Make it true, make it true
(Author's note: feels good to come back! Hope you still welcoming me, wether the old members or the new members.)
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Something in your head
Have you wonder what is it?
Something in your head
Is it true or just a fantasy?
Something in your head
Might control you
Something in your head
Might control the world
Something in your head
Think about it again and again
Are you ready yet?
Or always be ready?
Something in your head
Ask it what you should do
Something in your heart
Make it true, make it true
(Author's note: feels good to come back! Hope you still welcoming me, wether the old members or the new members.)
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My words at Death
Death: Ye dare to smile at the last hour of breath!! Have ya achieved it all?
Me: To achieve, a lot is left
Yet here I smile;
As my steps were on the right path
Even though success was not within miles;
For which I would have gone far and beyond
If only by me had you not been riled.
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Death: Ye dare to smile at the last hour of breath!! Have ya achieved it all?
Me: To achieve, a lot is left
Yet here I smile;
As my steps were on the right path
Even though success was not within miles;
For which I would have gone far and beyond
If only by me had you not been riled.
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Humans
They spend their vote on frauds who are morally blind.
Ignoring the reformer with honesty and a mind.
They spend their money on resources they don't need.
Creating wasted jobs and making the planet bleed.
They spend their time with imposters who cheat.
Disregarding the loyalists, who just love to meet.
I am talking about humans, they are materially advanced.
But spiritually and morally, their character is nuanced.
Humans
They spend their vote on frauds who are morally blind.
Ignoring the reformer with honesty and a mind.
They spend their money on resources they don't need.
Creating wasted jobs and making the planet bleed.
They spend their time with imposters who cheat.
Disregarding the loyalists, who just love to meet.
I am talking about humans, they are materially advanced.
But spiritually and morally, their character is nuanced.
The more,the sooner
The more u hate me,
The more I'd love thee.
The more u hurt me,
The quicker these emotions would flee.
The more u try to go far away from me,
The more tighter I'd hold thee.
The more u insult me,
The quicker it'd lit my face up with glee.
The more u spend time with me,
The more we'd go for a walk by the sea.
The more I'd prepare for u the morning tea,
The more I'd try to make u feel comfy.
The more we'd go round the nearby cafe to have coffee,
The more you'd feel relaxed and free.
The more we'd go on an adventurous spree.
The more I'd explore the new me.
The more we'd sit by the riverbank under the bower of a tree,
The more you'd enjoy every second spent with me.
The more I stare thee,
The longer I'd want u to stay with me.
The longer you'd be there with me,
The sooner a better person I'd be.
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#San
The more u hate me,
The more I'd love thee.
The more u hurt me,
The quicker these emotions would flee.
The more u try to go far away from me,
The more tighter I'd hold thee.
The more u insult me,
The quicker it'd lit my face up with glee.
The more u spend time with me,
The more we'd go for a walk by the sea.
The more I'd prepare for u the morning tea,
The more I'd try to make u feel comfy.
The more we'd go round the nearby cafe to have coffee,
The more you'd feel relaxed and free.
The more we'd go on an adventurous spree.
The more I'd explore the new me.
The more we'd sit by the riverbank under the bower of a tree,
The more you'd enjoy every second spent with me.
The more I stare thee,
The longer I'd want u to stay with me.
The longer you'd be there with me,
The sooner a better person I'd be.
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#San
"A PSYCHO"
Part-1
Why did you shoot all those people ! - inspector john shouted as he hit the table with his hand
Simon smiled as he put his cuffed hands on the table
There is no point in asking this scum, he is a psycho, should have shooted him on the sight - said inspector charles as he opens his watch and throwed it on the table
Simon keeps smiling
There were childrens, women, somebody's family, you took them away, away from their loved ones, just to calm those chemicals in your head? - said john, demanding answers to his questions
Simon rolled his eyes and yawned
I am gonna break that fuc**ng mug of yours - said john as he leaped towards simon
Wait! - charles shouted as he hold john from the back
Beating him is'nt going to take us anywhere we need to stay calm and think this through -charles shouted while struggling to hold john back
Stay calm? Said john as he pushed charles in the wall
Did'nt you said we should have shooted him? Now you want me to stay calm while he rub that fu**ing smile in our faces - said john angrily while pushing charles in the wall
Do you think it concerns me less, than it does you ? Charles Shouted
I was there too, i too saw bodies of childrens shot in the head, i also saw people crying and trying to find the bodies of their beloved. But we can't change what happened, we are powerless - said charles as he stares in john's eyes
The only think we could do is to put this motherfu*** on that rope, but to do that we have to follow law , we can't lose this chance, people are counting on us - said charles in a calming voice
John let out a deep sigh as he let go of charles
Let's go, get some rest it's been a very stressful day, we can continue this later - said charles as he put his hand on john's shoulder
Yeah, you are right i feel like i could throw up anytime - said john as he rubbed his eyes
Come - said charles as he opens the door
It seems...., the show is over -said simon while swinging on the chair
Both john and charles stared at him
You were asking me something, it would be rude of me not to answer now, after such a spectecular performance - said simon with a grin
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#Einstestine #shortstory
Part-1
Why did you shoot all those people ! - inspector john shouted as he hit the table with his hand
Simon smiled as he put his cuffed hands on the table
There is no point in asking this scum, he is a psycho, should have shooted him on the sight - said inspector charles as he opens his watch and throwed it on the table
Simon keeps smiling
There were childrens, women, somebody's family, you took them away, away from their loved ones, just to calm those chemicals in your head? - said john, demanding answers to his questions
Simon rolled his eyes and yawned
I am gonna break that fuc**ng mug of yours - said john as he leaped towards simon
Wait! - charles shouted as he hold john from the back
Beating him is'nt going to take us anywhere we need to stay calm and think this through -charles shouted while struggling to hold john back
Stay calm? Said john as he pushed charles in the wall
Did'nt you said we should have shooted him? Now you want me to stay calm while he rub that fu**ing smile in our faces - said john angrily while pushing charles in the wall
Do you think it concerns me less, than it does you ? Charles Shouted
I was there too, i too saw bodies of childrens shot in the head, i also saw people crying and trying to find the bodies of their beloved. But we can't change what happened, we are powerless - said charles as he stares in john's eyes
The only think we could do is to put this motherfu*** on that rope, but to do that we have to follow law , we can't lose this chance, people are counting on us - said charles in a calming voice
John let out a deep sigh as he let go of charles
Let's go, get some rest it's been a very stressful day, we can continue this later - said charles as he put his hand on john's shoulder
Yeah, you are right i feel like i could throw up anytime - said john as he rubbed his eyes
Come - said charles as he opens the door
It seems...., the show is over -said simon while swinging on the chair
Both john and charles stared at him
You were asking me something, it would be rude of me not to answer now, after such a spectecular performance - said simon with a grin
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#Einstestine #shortstory
"A PSYCHO"
Part-2
Now listen to me you son of bi***, we are done with your games, if this is another one of your acts, we have other ways too and this time i won't stop my friend here . Said charles as he kicked the chair
I believe you - said simon as he raised his cuffed hands in the air
Charles took a deep breath and sat on the nearby chair
where did you get the guns from? - asked charles as he starts the tape recorder
Ummm....,There was this guy an old aquantice of mine. He introduced me to these bunch of black market dealers, we had a deal, i bring them 50k and the shiny AK would be mine - said simon
Where did you get such amount? Asked charles
You know it's really is a work of heaven when both parties has something they need and they trade it for eachother's. In our case i had a friend with me and they needed some organs as fast as they can
Sick bastard - said john
How did you decided on the place of your mass shooting? - asked charles
How...., it's not that complicated i heard childrens laughing, i went in, simple. - said simon
John clenched his fist again but somehow controled himself
Next - said simon
Who else was part of this plan? - asked charles
No one, just this pretty face guy right here - said simon as he points towards himself
Why you did it? - asked charles
Why....may be demons in my head told me to do it - said simon as he laughed
No, no, it just seemed fun and it..., actually was - said simon scratching his cheeks
Do you regret your actions? - asked charles
Nope, no, not at all your honour i mean what will happen even if i did, i am gonna enjoy it till the end - said simon as he giggled
That's enough - said john and stopped the tape recorder
I can not hear this madness any longer this recording is sufficient as a proof. Right? - Said john
So it seems - said charles
charles took out the tape and started walking outside of the room
Madness? Said simon
Both john and charles turned towards him
They say, madness comes from degradation of ones character, i say that's very poetic. Have you ever sit alone in a room with a gun in your mouth ? And thought OH!, a bullet is all it takes to explode this mere existance , and one thought is all it takes to act on that, but when you stop thinking about living and alive and when you started to feel a chill inside your bones and you ask yourself what is the meaning of punishment when you have already succumed to it. Then it will came out of you, madness? No! I say Sympothy for those poor souls that still remained stucked and then you will heard it in your head
"SEND THEM TO ME" said simon as his laugh echoed in the whole room he hit his head five times on the table's edge repeatedly and killed himself
John and charles could swear to see a shadow behind simon whose hand was on his head the whole time while he hit his head on the desk, then the shadow disappeared.
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#Einstestine #shortstory
Part-2
Now listen to me you son of bi***, we are done with your games, if this is another one of your acts, we have other ways too and this time i won't stop my friend here . Said charles as he kicked the chair
I believe you - said simon as he raised his cuffed hands in the air
Charles took a deep breath and sat on the nearby chair
where did you get the guns from? - asked charles as he starts the tape recorder
Ummm....,There was this guy an old aquantice of mine. He introduced me to these bunch of black market dealers, we had a deal, i bring them 50k and the shiny AK would be mine - said simon
Where did you get such amount? Asked charles
You know it's really is a work of heaven when both parties has something they need and they trade it for eachother's. In our case i had a friend with me and they needed some organs as fast as they can
Sick bastard - said john
How did you decided on the place of your mass shooting? - asked charles
How...., it's not that complicated i heard childrens laughing, i went in, simple. - said simon
John clenched his fist again but somehow controled himself
Next - said simon
Who else was part of this plan? - asked charles
No one, just this pretty face guy right here - said simon as he points towards himself
Why you did it? - asked charles
Why....may be demons in my head told me to do it - said simon as he laughed
No, no, it just seemed fun and it..., actually was - said simon scratching his cheeks
Do you regret your actions? - asked charles
Nope, no, not at all your honour i mean what will happen even if i did, i am gonna enjoy it till the end - said simon as he giggled
That's enough - said john and stopped the tape recorder
I can not hear this madness any longer this recording is sufficient as a proof. Right? - Said john
So it seems - said charles
charles took out the tape and started walking outside of the room
Madness? Said simon
Both john and charles turned towards him
They say, madness comes from degradation of ones character, i say that's very poetic. Have you ever sit alone in a room with a gun in your mouth ? And thought OH!, a bullet is all it takes to explode this mere existance , and one thought is all it takes to act on that, but when you stop thinking about living and alive and when you started to feel a chill inside your bones and you ask yourself what is the meaning of punishment when you have already succumed to it. Then it will came out of you, madness? No! I say Sympothy for those poor souls that still remained stucked and then you will heard it in your head
"SEND THEM TO ME" said simon as his laugh echoed in the whole room he hit his head five times on the table's edge repeatedly and killed himself
John and charles could swear to see a shadow behind simon whose hand was on his head the whole time while he hit his head on the desk, then the shadow disappeared.
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#Einstestine #shortstory
Just you and me sitting alongside the seashore,
The actual perfect moment with romance galore.
Getting lost by seeing in each other's eyes,
Being a victim of that enchanting moment the blushing skies.
The birds started chirping as if signalling an approval to our love,
Fishes also dancing with their tails above.
Such a magical moment being created at a picturesque location,
For all the new couples our love story isn't gonna be less than immense motivation.
Time passed by and soon the Sun started to kiss the surface of the sea (Sunset),
Experiencing that mesmerising moment just u and me.
Dazzling stars covered the sky,
Don't care about the ones
criticising cuz haters gonna cry.
With your head over my lap and the fire burning by,
Such a romantic moment that even Moon started to shy.
With my hands on your waist and playing music of your taste,
Dancing freely for hours cuz there's nothing to haste.
The frogs began croaking in the puddle,
And we lost in the darkness of the night to cuddle.
Kissing and getting cosy under the moonlight,
Never wanna lose u girl so just hold me tight.
#review
#San
The actual perfect moment with romance galore.
Getting lost by seeing in each other's eyes,
Being a victim of that enchanting moment the blushing skies.
The birds started chirping as if signalling an approval to our love,
Fishes also dancing with their tails above.
Such a magical moment being created at a picturesque location,
For all the new couples our love story isn't gonna be less than immense motivation.
Time passed by and soon the Sun started to kiss the surface of the sea (Sunset),
Experiencing that mesmerising moment just u and me.
Dazzling stars covered the sky,
Don't care about the ones
criticising cuz haters gonna cry.
With your head over my lap and the fire burning by,
Such a romantic moment that even Moon started to shy.
With my hands on your waist and playing music of your taste,
Dancing freely for hours cuz there's nothing to haste.
The frogs began croaking in the puddle,
And we lost in the darkness of the night to cuddle.
Kissing and getting cosy under the moonlight,
Never wanna lose u girl so just hold me tight.
#review
#San