The finishing Line…

Hustle and chase your dreams.

Their is no stopping till the finishing line!

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Survival Through The Night

It never cease to amaze me how trivialized is the talent of survival! This piece of writing goes to all those people who think they a store room thing now! To all those who are broken down…evaded…humiliated by situations, time or their own fantasy penalized them. What might seem a battleground sometimes turn out to be a playground too…
But even if it becomes a fight… To win, the first thing u need to do is STAY. Because those who get back to their feet and stay… NEVER LOSE!

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Everything Feels Worth It

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At times,
Heat of the cruel world burnt him so fiercely
that he felt he has become one of those old deteriorated things kept in the store room… beyond repair!

The fire soaked up his dreams.
Dry eyes… tired of trying to teach the same lesson of kindness
over and over again every single time with a vision that someday
people will understand… They are not the only ones having the ‘rough day’

Overwhelmed with madness and intervened with experiences
that leave scars as life gets scraped with tragedies,
He became a fusion of anger and disappointment,
The fusion that is harder to imagine and even harder to take.

The world tore him apart
like those pages you once keep in corner of a drawer
and tear them up questioning yourself if they were ever a necessary.

The dark side, exposed to the heat,
often came out… making him labelled as ‘Insane’

But for good and bad
THINGS CHANGE

Life is never the opinion of an eighth standard school boy.
It is like those questions of calculus where surprises wait for you at every step.

He met her one day.
The day melted into night differently that day!

She saw him tracing out his pain in ways a beautiful heart would never do.
Yet she danced with his demons!
She became the reader of feelings rather than words.
Somehow with time, it became a question to him how she could listen to the unsaid.
Rather than extending a bow of frown,
She managed o stretch a smile…
An innocent one indeed 🙂

At the end of the day,
He just had questions in those starry eyes

“Why after all this time…everything feels worth it?”