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Love is more than fantasy  I used to believe that love is the unseen bond you have with someone, the vibe you get which grows with time and the bond becomes stronger. When you feel happy without any specific reason, you least expect from the other person. Then Thing's get changed and it convinced me that it could be a good vibe you get from someone but it could not be unconditional true love. There might be a person you think you love the most but you people are totally opposite, you may giving them chances, they might show concern but they never know real you, they constantly judge you and blame you for your mistakes. Their words may heal your wounds but they prefer creating confusions, they may show concern care but in actual you felt distant. They might be good people but not the right one. Sometimes more random people could understand you better, but you still chasing and giving chances to ones who can't have the capabilities to understand your struggle, who can't feel ...

Move  Move I am writing after so long, maybe because I was trying to be more mature or act like that. people around believed that not expressing yourself is a sign of maturity and I was trying what they said as absolutely an act of immaturity again.  Filling my heart with unseen emotions after the emptiness and then making it empty again for another spell is not easy for sure But I did it again and again and now I am not feeling any sort of shame in expressing this all because I survived in a world where a lot of people commit suicide because they don't have the courage to brace their wounds, they get every day and each day because of having expectations and getting hurt again ad again, expectations from themselves or from people around them. This is not something I was going to write but I wrote it because maybe I have had this in my head since last week. I am proud of myself and this is what a person needs to move forward to be alive to stay and breathe and survive,  ...

Pluck the stars We always struggling to live a successful life and some of us become bitter and toxic in process. However our life is not leading us to the bright morning where we can inhale fresh air. But life is all about enabling us to pluck stars in the dark night and keep moving the darkness untill we can see the stars and collect them in our basket. If we stop hoping for the sunny day and start making ways in night , it might be easier for us to survive. It might overcome our bitterness and take away the toxicity. Life is hidden in dark deep hopeless nights, if you can pluck the stars in this lightless darkness you don't need a sunny morning to welcome your path. Your path is your destination. It's better to find ways to satisfy with your dark path.

Regrets For Having Regrets  In the dark night with no moon cool breeze and plane sky with lots lots of stars which lost their shine because of my vision. My vision is lost to my regrets Regrets of not being completely able to do to what i am supposed to do regrets Regrets of waiting for something which i lost in the pain regrets  Refrets of waiting for more pain regrets  Regrets of not stopping myself from being in constant pain. Regrets of becoming the victim Become the cursed one regret of being not sufficient Regret of still consistently and constantly progressing life regrets of having regrets  Regrets of not to be efficient in Loving someone Of being loved  Regrets of not being what i supposed to be Regrets of not letting go the sorrow  The moon less nights cool breeze and empty heart with regrets is heavier than ever still holding the breath still not stay still still having flowing with the loads of regrets is producing other regrets

Hope is eternal It fills the emptiness of your soul There is no theoretical means of getting hopeful and vanishing your hopelessness I wrote about transition period last year,  Link of that() After the transition period you get stuck in a hot air balloon. This balloon start raising you from ground of emotions to the height of nothingness  At the peak of nothingness you will feel accomplished You can smell the happiness all around you You will learn to smile and smile  And this will fly you above You will reach a point where you feel difficulty in breathing Suddenly hot air balloon start moving  It got burst Transition period ended  And you got stuck in the emptiness In the space Where there will be no emotions Where there will be no sound Where there will be no vision It is worst than the nothingness But it is blessing as well because it will not surround you with fake happinesses It is the real  Sorrounded with real sorrow With the real pain Emptiness does...

Emotional Isolation Courtesy is the first thing which can connect two people  once they stop giving respect to each other's personal diversity the peaceful bond could broke despite of their feeling, the attitude and conduct can make a potential barrier words lost their magic voice lost its worth sound lost its rhythm noise of rushing aggression covers the whole emptiness and strengthen the barrier humans started fading out feelings confined them in brain they get emotionally isolated now you never to know the real feelings this is virtual disconnection of humans they can't understand each other only chaos prevails and shadows of real sentiments.

Emptiness Hot molten magma is sliding through the dark tunnel of my ear Songs are beating my ear drums continuously in a random sequence Anger in my veins is gradually growing as the drops of the molten hot lava touches the surface of the fragile neurons of my burning brain.  Volume of noise of song is trying to supress the yelling of my heart Heart which is about to die and taking its last breath.  Songs supress its last scream, lava reached the flat plateau of mind.  Brain is about to burst. Echo Echo  of last scream of the heart was useless as the first one Brain is dead now Hot molten magma has vanished its integrity  Hot molten lava has swallowed its dignity Thick boiling mixture invaded my brain and killed it. Alas! Brain was brutally burnt with molten lava Heart was died in silence Words only words left in this universe of life Words jumbled up Try to narrate the brutality of molten hot magma Try to raise voice for the unheard screams of heart But...

Untold chunks of story The gaps in the flow of story and the untold part of the tale had designed the end of story. Moral is always hidden in the mystery of that broken chain of the incidents.  If you grasp the whole situation and could guess the right actions as adept in any kind of circumstances.  Then your story would end well and its moral will be less painful and more blissful. If someone could solve the mystery of these broken chunks they might get that it was nothing more than a fragile moment which was gone wrong.  It was not me neither you it was the just fragile moment which had turned the story differently. .

Slave Of your expectations I am slave of my ouwn thoughts my wn desires my own wisdom but i could not be peace ful until I show my anger to whom I want to show I show love to whom I want I can not flee the worries and fly in the heights of sky because I am slave of your expections I have to judge what you want I have to be polite so that you sould not feel bad I  have to be decent because you should not feel guilty I could not breath in fresh air where I am not caged .

Fate heals you Peace can't hurt someone else. People get hurt when they created the causes of someone else's unrest. Unrest always begets unrest. If you break trust you will be ended like the rotten pages of unread book. Your story is as miserable as you make someone in their lives. Although you should be your first priority but this couldn't enable you to destroy anyone else. Your fake desires can burn the real world of roses of other person. You could restrain yourself from not being cruel otherwise cruelty engrave you. You become a symbol of victim but you couldn't find mercy for you. Because cruelty begets cruelty. Be gentle, be humble. This world is yours and you don't need to be cruel. Be patient to see how the universe heal you. Be consistent and see how the fate resolves your story. Stay hopeful and see how your miseries are turned into your  strengths.  Your heart will be filled be softness and your soul with peace. Peace which engulf the cruelty and g...

I want to sleep but When I want to sleep Demons of thoughts start crawling on surface of my brain Emotions start flowing through the veins Regrets stand in front of me and shine so brightly that blinds my vision My body stretches and relaxes continuously My heart starts demanding things which I can't afford Stomach aches differently Volume of music is hurting my ears Every pore of my body is alive and in pain I want to sleep Sleep wants me to wrap in her arms Give me warmth of peace  But these demons start pushing me to the dark Where the memories came one by one Someone is calling me for mercy Someone wants relief from me Someone wants to hurt me again Memories are coming one by one in an utter sequence wrapped in the emotions entangled with the regrets. I still want to sleep but Memories start bleeding I want to ignore them and sleep But They took me to the old paths Paths which I left because those paths did not bother me Memories always took to tha ...

Journey of life! Life is not a journey of people it is a path from emotions to other emotions.  Incidents create the emotions, thoughts water them, make them grow. Every moment of people around you nourishes them. Then it become a cluster of emotions. You may name them differently but it doesn't matter. The lifetime of those emotions is more important.  As soon as the time is over. You have to move on. Move on as the new incidents are waiting for you to conquere you. If you want to stick to previous emotions then you have to end the life. Otherwise you are compelled to move on , develop new emotion, water them with devotion and get apart. Life is about move from one emotion to other emotion!!!

Screams of my soul makes me deaf Screams of my soul make me deaf tears rolling down the blood stream someone scratching my wounds then spread smooth sheet of salt upon them then heat them in halting sun  screams screams of soul defening the ears noise of waves of ocean deafing the souls lie lie they lie deafening of souls screams of devotion screams of trust screams of love deafing the universe end end end of the life.

Shattered ego of ocean You came into the ocean of my sorrow Dive into the sea of my emotions D rove to the seashore You were holding my hand and do not let me go Until and until we reached the seashore at seashore you blown with wind you just disappeared in the particle s of sand sand of the seashore I m standing alone again  and finding the way to live again I m blank I know it is not you who has to be blame d I k no w this is me who hold the wrong hand I know the wave of ocean can’t be a part of seashore I know only lucky waves can touch you I know I m lucky for other waves but you destroy the dignity of of wave purity is the dignity of water you are not more than a impurity you shattered ego of ocean Now you must wait wait for the time  when you forget to return  and become a homeless particle of sand in the middle of ocean I will come there to brought you back to your seashore  I will restore your...

I own My sorrows I own My sorrows Guilt which I have for  allowing myself to indulge in something which I actually wanted to. But I always thought that I could never get this When I got this I constantly remind me that it's a dream to live in but don't dwell in it and now when I woke up the marks of dream are hurting me I want to work but my body is dead I want to smile but my muscles are not responding I want to talk but my words can't express the sorrow of the situation and the anotomy of the world I have the pain of letting the only shoulder which support me in thicks and thins and my mind constantly blaming me for this departure but my heart My heart is turned black it doesn't know where to beat when to stop My ego, alas! my ego is still there burning in fire of hell ..pushing me to stand and talk pushing me to beat their backs forcing me to slap their souls . My ego she is alive , she is hurt  she only she wants me back

Mahie Blog: Transition Period of life Life may came to a point where you do not bother anyone and apparently you are in full senses. But this phase may not stay for longer. As life is driven by emotions of some people and emotion is a sinusoidal wave so this can not be stable. Troughs and crusts design the emotion and senses of humans are also respond accordingly. This can be like this or totally opposite situation. As may be this phase is just a stay point, a instantaneous constant value and nothing more than that. A point in the wave where the transition ready to happen and life is confused about what step it have to take next. It may be a most critical point of life where life is thinking about going more down or rise again and change the peak value.  Whatever it is but this transition period is painful in it's own sense and blissfully too if you can overcome the pain. The main reason of pain is the disappointment from your loved ones. Your expectations which are already ...

IYC 2019 Math’s Hunt Riddles I had selected as a manager event named as Mathematical Hunt in my university's youth carnival. It was a good experience working over and heading a mass event. For that purpose, I had selected some mathematical riddles which I want to share here. 1)     How can you add eight 8's to get the number 1,000? The key to this math riddle is realizing that the one place must be zero.  888 + 88 + 8 + 8 + 8 = 1,000 2)     In a certain country ½ of 5 = 3. If the same proportion holds, what is the value of 1/3 of 10 ? The answer is 4   1)     An athlete is able to jump FOREVER. However, everytime that she jumps she gets a bit more tired, and  every jump  goes 1212 as far as her prior jump. Now, for her very first jump, she goes 1212 of a foot. On her second jump, she goes 1414 of a foot, and so on and so forth. The beginn...

Money is blind road Empty page always foges me to write something and I always deny such technical thought. Why? I really do not know about it. What I know about me is that I had started writing blogs because I want to earn money but then my aims are shattered. Why again? because money is not something which you can earn simply. It needs hard wok time, sweat and many efforts. Rather if I liked to say that earning money is more about the second or by-product of your passion then it would be a better choice of words. Yeas because so far I found about online earning and all this stuff,  I get to the point that money is just a blind road.  Where if you start walking ended up blindness and it would be more good for you to dream bigger than money because it wil benefit you in all ways. Money is a way to buy happiness but if you start and learn to be happy without money it would be more feasible for you, Today I lost my phone in a way that I was living with one hope. Yes, on...

Lust or Affection sometimes we just have a lust for anything.  Lust sometimes we just have a lust for anything. May be lust is a harsh word to say but yes it is lust !!! Lust to see someone for days of days. We do not bother why we are looking at them, we just want to look. It seems like non-sense but it is the truth. Just check your behaviour towards certain people to whom just have a sight intersection. It became part of our daily routine and if it gets disturbed due to unknown reason we just forget about this and do not bother. Have you experience such a silent relation which is totally illogical and silly. Similarly, we have affections with our cups, bed, blankets and pillows. Humans have different associations with different things and this may be to some belongings or some persons.  Sometimes we took this affection so habitually that we do not feel any need to know the person. It can be due to so many reasons: We do not have time for such silly affections ...

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