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2025 Attempting to restart the writing with a Thank You to all "Friends".

Aah Few years later.... But where's the poem? Read on... Sharing your innermost thoughts and feelings is one of the simplest ways of friendships. Caring back for such incoming information and sorting it to their benefits is another part of the same pebble of life. You can find one side, and never have met the other side. Most people have to mask their thoughts and desires before sharing them to their claimed close circle of besties,at best social friends they all have to usually pretend. Even the ones who claim they don't have to, actually those are the most ones who do. There is always an inner fear of being judged and or a lashback at a later date. With certain people who have experienced exactly this behavior, they tend to withhold themselves permanently thereafter.  If you have a friend with whom you can share your innermost thoughts,fears, dreams, and or random things as they appear to you, then consider yourself to be one of the luckiest people because even the rich don...

Broken Crayons can still color - Got Rekt?Broken down? Read on.

 Time for philosophy introspection.  When you get Rekt, bad & downtrodden by life circumstances, and this will happen when you least expect it, start observing people around you.  Some few people will sympathize, most don't. Only few will empathize with you. No worries. Start taking close notes,  of whose happy seeing you get Rekt, and who are going out of their way to make you feel comfortable and support you in every small manner they can. Call these as friends. These nice sweet good people make the World ( filled with strangers) a happier place. 💌🙏🏻Always Thank the good people with gratitude.  Who and what you surround yourself with, is what we all become. So i urge you to become a better version of your own self. Each rekt time i met very few sweet & great people - strangers who supported me.God bless you, with gratitude and my heart. 💖Thank you to all the sweet people in here who supported me.🙏🏻You know who you are. Greetz & Shoutouts to y...
When all your arrogance fails, And all your fake egos fall, There won't be a flutter in your heart, nor the voice, which used to soothe your soul's restless silent calls, When time stands on boundaries of eternity still, Memories of selected past enveloping as a grill, Look within the heart and stop walking on your way, The path you had chosen lead you astray, Cannot return the glorious past, nor run this steed of memories aghast, Scared here i stand, to write these words on a strange wall, Strangers will read and claim some words, as their own mind's call. Path you have chosen must thrill its win, When nothing else remains, just breathe, be still, I walk for I must, I have nowhere to go, no one I trust enough to know. My words find you, in your own way of life, Be happy, be thrilled, lead your own life. Accept these blessings of a stranger, this is while I past, Today here, tomorrow too we shall pass. Call my name out, at the last when you need a strang...
Travel - Seeing the map is not the destination - Facebook post

To be in love

Difference between like, love and in love - Facebook post

J. Krishnamurti's advice - Facebook post

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Feeling as an option, not as an opted choice, The star shines alone, dulled only by a viewer' s sight, They'll watch me as i fall across the sky, Leaving no trail behind, blazing by. They'll say he left us, too fast, it was all so soon, I witnessed their presence, evaluated them before they knew, for some i walked away too fast, a little soon, They'll have theories about me, they'll stake their knowledgeable claim, Meaning of my writing they'll analyse, as much as they knew, For few i slipped away, like snow melted in hands, water dried on grounds, not even the dew remains My dawn awaits, this night shall fade away. Something else within, inside me, i only knew, An inner voice within, guides my mood and how i interact tomorrow as anew, Shivering, fearing, these rivers of tears, i have to cross them by, The test of time, many fail to make their mark, Not realizing why i passed them right without a sigh, Who am i to teach anyone, a love song,...