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My first love who got engaged previous month.
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Hello everyone,
I'm pretty sure this isn't the right thread for some substantial thoughts, but I would take it anyways.
Crudely put, you'll must be witnessing a surge in petitions. But the outcome or the effect of such initiatives is quite illusory in nature. We are living in an era blinded by social media, aren't we? A news comes(without any credential source) and we believe it without any qualms, then the next one rebutting the former, and we believe that one as well. Hyperactive Zombies, aren't we? Some talks of net-neutrality.. Petitions.. Articles.. And Boom! Absolute Oblivion... No evidence.. No talks after few months. Just because Media stopped showing something doesn't mean it's not happening..! I don't care what you think about it, but I urge you'll to not be blinded by the superficiality, to see past the prism of marketing and manipulative practices!
I've got few issues at hand, and I believe it's the beginning of a change.
Firstly, there's this political one. I've figured out the CTC or let's say overall salary cum benefits an MP enjoys, that comes out to be a staggering 35lakh... It's more than any hard working public servant can earn, recruited after clearing competition. It's an indigestible fact that almost every hard working person from humble background, is overpowered, both financially and authoritatively by illiterate moths whose only hard work comes in form of murder and rape charges. Being financing strong, or criminally popular, these fellas reach the pinnacle to rule over the better ones. This is something unnatural, it's neither justice nor the law of nature.. So, it's bound to be changed. I suggest, we shall have a better recruitment process for the worms rulling over damn IAS officers! What about a mandatory post graduation degree, and then an exam of Decision Making cum Administrative Aptitude? And only then the selected lot gets to appear for voting. Test can be online, and outsourced to a reliable vendor where throwing millions won't break in... Seems hypothetical? Well, yeah it's a far cry.. But I'm just putting words around. In time, something might take a shape, for what goes around comes around!
Most people are surprised to discover that the winds of change often bring with them a breath of fresh air.
We have no more right to consume happiness without producing it than to consume wealth without producing it. -Shaw
Do some charity
Donate your gf/bf to the poor and needy ones.
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तदबीर से बिगड़ी हुई, तकदीर बना ले
अपने पे भरोसा है तो एक दाँव लगा ले
डरता है जमाने की निगाहों से भला क्यों ?
इन्साफ तेरे साथ है, इल्ज़ाम उठा ले
क्या ख़ाक वो जीना है,
जो अपने ही लिए हो
खुद मिट के किसी और को मिटने से बचा ले
टूटे हुए पतवार है, कश्ती के तो हम क्या
हारी हुई बाहों को ही पतवार बना दे
#oldisgold
Infatuation is when you find somebody who is absolutely perfect. Love is when you realize that they aren't and it doesn't matter..
"Not appreciating what we have now, robs us of our abundance even when it exists." - Marshall Sylver
Missing someone causes insomnia. The frustration of being without that person keeps you awake at night.
Bekaar poll 2:
If you ever had a gf/bf, the reason for breaking up was-
- family issues
- he/she was a jerk in overall. that’s it.
- didn’t give me enough time/attention/love/importance
- cheated on me
- i was guilty, i cheated
- changed drastically
- abusive
- others (please mention)
0 voters
Bhai YIFY kyun band ho gayi? 😭
Ishq wala love...
yeah.. 😃
most of d time.. 😏
Short Story
"Where were you, Mridul? I missed you so much!" I hug him with tearing intensity, my tears and snot probably wetting his shirt just under the collar.
"What are you talking about? I was just here, Zoya, sleeping by your side," he says, looking into my eyes, and perhaps confused about the reason behind my unexplained behaviour.
"Were you? I saw a very bad dream, baby. It was about you," I tighten myself around him, still thoroughly convinced that I had just lost him, forever.
"What did you see?" he asks.
"We were having a conversation about the days when we would grow old, and wondering who would be the first one to die. I kept on telling you how I wish I would be the first one. Because I love you and I am not strong enough to live with the pain of being without you. But then I felt this terrible guilt. The guilt of having to leave you alone. I love you. So shouldn't I be brave enough to bear the pain of your loss if you die before me?"
"But are you really here? I saw you leaving through that door in the middle of our conversation. Why did you do that?" I ask him and wander my fingers all over his face to assure myself that it was just a nightmare.
"I would never leave you. It was just a dream, baby," he cups my cheeks and kisses my forehead. His careful fingers caress my shoulders with a familiar touch and pace.
"Zoya, it is six already. Won't you feed your pigeons?" I wake up to the touch of a hand gently stroking my shoulder. It is Ananya, my caregiver.
"I want to sleep some more," I tell her, as I slide my hand underneath my pillow to reach for his photograph and run my wrinkled fingers over his not so wrinkled cheek. I wrap him within my bosom and close my eyes, craving to find him where he had come back. Just for me.
Original author - © Soumya Chakraborty
Fb page - The Anonymous writer.
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Jab se jude hain silsile...
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