#Non

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  • johnettan 10h

    ചേട്ടച്ഛൻ

    അതെന്താ മോളെ ഞാൻ നിന്റെ എഴുത്ത്‌ സ്റ്റോറി ഇട്ടിട്ടു നീയെന്നെ മെൻഷൻ ചെയ്തു സ്റ്റോറി ഇടാത്തെ? ബാക്കിയെല്ലാവരുടെയും ഇടുന്നുണ്ടല്ലോ, ഞാൻ നിന്റെ ചേട്ടനല്ലേ?

    ചേട്ടായി... ഒരു കാര്യം മറന്നോ?,ചേട്ടായി എന്റെ ചേട്ടൻ മാത്രമല്ല,എന്റെ ചേട്ടച്ഛനും കൂടിയല്ലേ, അതായത് എനിക്ക് ജന്മം തരാതെ തന്നെ എന്നെ സ്നേഹിക്കുന്ന എന്റെ അച്ഛൻ.
    ആ അച്ഛനോടുള്ള നന്ദിയും സ്നേഹവും എനിക്കൊരു thank u ൽ ഒതുക്കാൻ കഴിയുമെന്ന് തോന്നുന്നുണ്ടോ?.അതാണ്‌ ചേട്ടായി ഞാൻ അങ്ങനെ മെൻഷൻ ചെയ്യാത്തെ?
    ©praasa_premi

  • muvaddat 8w

    Honest day
    Good luck
    Smiling face
    Good results
    Is everything for life
    #desires
    ©muvaddat

  • omjangid_ 8w

    Happy Gandhi Jayanti

    “Be the change you wish to see in the world."
    ~ Mahatma Gandhi

  • saikiran98 10w

    Never think you're alone
    The universe is with you
    Never think you're alone
    The RBC and WBC cells are fighting for you
    Never think you're alone
    The millions of creature living with you
    Never think you're alone
    The peaceful nature with you
    Never think you're alone
    Millions of dreams waiting for you
    Never think you're alone
    The non living things with you
    Never think you're alone
    Everything is with you
    Never think you're alone
    The parents are with you with great blessings will be there forever
    Never think you're alone
    Everything matters surrounded with you
    Never think your alone
    We are existing in mutual existence
    ©saikiran98

  • vangpiee 19w

    Now don't troll me for watching useless things! I saw it in the youtube ad! #Non-premiumstruggles��

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    Just watched the glimpse of Kardashian's vlog on their refrigerator. It was packed with tasty food. Y'all I can't even sleep peacefully if we have a sweet in our refrigerator!!! They were just being fine. I would have just shifted my room to the refrigerator(sized room)
    ©vangpiee

  • the_unknown_writer_20 31w

    #Non-violence

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    Non-violence

    Non-violence is a very deep philosophy. Not only does it require me to harm no one physically, but also to avoid harming anyone's self-respect. Such an ethic requires tremendous awareness and sensitvity. When I have learned to be gentle with myself, I can be the same with others.

    ©the_unknown_writer_20

  • the_non_underscored 36w

    The Unyielding Void
    Part 1


    A chasm pitched in shadow rested besides the open hatch. The sheer darkness of the pit left an uneasiness in Rohan’s gut. Any speculation towards its depth or shape was a shot in the dark. “Who made this? ”Rohan considered. The idea that this could in any way be a natural phenomenon seemed absolutely absurd, as the void’s intensity never faltered no matter the angle or perspective. The unwavering nature of this anomaly only piqued the meticulous student’s curiosity, though their wits ensured that they maintained a cautious mindset. 

    In this new world, mysterious encounters were endless, and proper documentation of the unknown seemed all the more necessary. “Who knows, maybe someday it will help me in a pinch,” Rohan thought. All manner of bizarre foliage and geography had been made known to them, yet nothing like this had ever appeared. Red rivers and giant mushrooms were one thing, but this hole seemed like a tear in reality itself. Pulling out their Journal and pen they began documenting the aberration, their apprehension beginning to dissipate the more they observed, and a desire to learn filled its place.

    Rohan became so eager as to even begin small tests on the hole, such as throwing a pebble down and recording the time. The timing of each repeated thump allowed for Rohan to calculate the depth. Everything, even the smallest of minutia, was recorded in the small black notebook. Even the odd metallic scent of the earth had a place within the thinly placed lines. As testing grew less necessary, Rohan decided to find a place to more comfortably pursue their notes.

    Closer to the edge of the clearing stood two massive trees that had fused into one at their trunks. Even alone the trees were considerably wide, but their combined breadth exceeded even Rohan’s height. It juxtaposed all nearby trees and dominated the skyline. Rohan found the sight quite fascinating, and thought it was the best place to seek shade from the sun.





    ©the_non_underscored

  • victoriaibukun 51w

    Last month was a very chaotic day, the birds were dying again after a few days of relieve, the production had dropped so we gave them boosters, a few days ago their water supply got spoiled and they couldn't drink water for some hours, the chicken house was also dirty and we were not sure if the workers were stealing the eggs and killing them. After a few days of watching, the death continued at a rapid pace.

    We immediately called the doctor panicked that whatever was wrong would kill them all. The doctor came around to watch and suggested we started with cleaning before giving them anti bacteria. He also said they should not be given vitamin, this is the longest they stayed without vitamin so I was afraid they would continue to die.

    Thankfully they didn't but started after two weeks, so I called the doctor again, the hope I had reduced to nothing when he said to give them nothing. I panicked and began with my usual dose of vitamin without the doctor's knowledge and just as I had dreamed, the death stopped.

    Just like how they said the Fulani always mourned their pet, I mourned each of my pet.


    -My blog

    #victoriaibukun
    #chicken
    #non fiction
    #pet
    Pod
    #mirakee

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    Right or wrong

    Passion sometimes over ride reason.


    ©victoriaibukun

  • unspoken_wandering_soul 55w

    #brother #non-bloodedbrother

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    Having a brother who is strict as father and care as mother from childhood is a luck

    But having a non-blooded brother who can care and strict me more than a farther and mother is a bless

    I'm blessed ✨✨

    ©unspoken_wandering_soul

  • harithareddy 68w

    #non interested candidates#lazy#always search for reasons to escape#experience speaks #

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    If they don't want to do/ try something.....

    Then they search reasons to tell.....


    #escape candidates#lazy#

  • rodney_kanher 70w

    Padh kar batana kesa laga aur kya aage ki kahani sunna chahte ho ya nahi. Aur please bina padhe like mat kariyega. Thank you��

    #non-fiction #lifestory

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    Dastaan-e-EEG

    PAGE NO: 1


    Baat teen saal purani hai. Dushera wala din tha. Din ke teen baje honge sayed main ghar par so raha tha kyuki mujhe bheed- bhad wale jagah par jana utna pasand nahi.

    Humare yaha durga puja bade dhoom dham se manaya jata hai hazaro mai log aate hain aur dushere mai to logo ki bheed kuch zada hi hoti hai. Maa ki murti ko bisarjit karna se pehle pure gaon mai ghumaya jata hai taki log unke akhri darshan kar sakein aur kyuki humara ghar choraha par raste ke bilkul bagal mai hai toh kuch bhi ho pata chal hi jata hai.

    Main so raha tha tabhi achanak se maine dhank [(pronounces like dhak) ( dhol jo specially durga puja mai use hota hai)] ki awaz aur logo ko jai jaikar karte suna. Main utha aur samajh gaya ki maa ki yatra nikal chuki hai. Toh maine socha ki chalo ek akhri bar main bhi maa ke darshan kar lu. Main bahar nikla toh dekha ki yatra ki gadi choraha par pohochne hi wali thi. Maine thoda pas se dekhne ka socha aur nazdik jane laga par jesehi main waha pohocha mera sir ghumne laga aur main gir gaya. Sayed subha se jada kuch khaya nahi tha isliye chakkar aa gaya hoga.

    Meri ankh khuli toh main apne bistar pe tha aur mere charo aur logo ki bheed lagi huyi thi. Aur aap sab yakeen nahi karoge maine uthte hi kya sawal pucha. Maine duniya ka sabse betuka sawal pucha aur woh tha , "aap sab log yaha kya kar rahe hain?" Haan! waha pohochne ke bad kya hua mujhe kuch yaad nahi. Mujhe toh viswas hi nahi huya jab logo ne bataya ki main road ke left side pe gira tha kyuki main road ke right side par khada tha. Toh phir main left side pe kese gir sakta hu?

    Mere papa ne mujhe bataya ki main behos hokar gir gaya tha. Unhone mujhe apne godi mai uthakar ghar laya."Kya?" main bas itna hi bol paya. Aapko kesa lagega jab koi bolega ke ek bis saal ke ladke ko unke papa godi mai uthakar lekar aye hain? Ditto same feeling mujhe bhi aya tha.

    Uss din teesra bar tha jab maine apne papa ke ankho mai ansu dekhe the. Pehli bar jab meri dadi gujar gayi thi aur dusri bar... woh main apko baad main bataunga agar mauka mila toh. Mummy aur meri didiyo ko bhi tension hone laga. Phir kya? dusre din hi papa mujhe hospital lekar gaye. Doctor ne bataya ki kamzori ke karan mujhe chakkar aa gaya tha. Phir unhone mujhe kuch medicines likh kar diye aur bas utna hi. Uske baad main bilkul theek ho gaya.

    Do saal bit gaye mujhe phir kabhi chakkar nahi aya. Haan main kamzor ab bhi jarur tha par phir bhi theek tha. Phir achanak se kuch esa huya ki main depressed rehne laga. khane peene main bhi mann nahi lagta tha. Jiske karan mera health phir se bigadne laga. Matlab main beemar nahi tha par thoda kamzor mehsus karne laga tha.

    July ka mahina tha. un dino garmi kuch jada hi thi. Papa ne mujhe kuch jaruri documents mama ke ghar pohochake aane ko kaha tha. Do pahar ka samay tha main documents lekar kadkadati dhoop mai daudte huye mama ke ghar pohocha.
    ©stories_unfold

  • lioness_sakshigupta_ 75w

    "Dark mode"

    Ek baat batani thi

    Tumhe nahi apni
    Rooh ko
    Jisne na jaane kiu kabhi
    Kissi par haak nahi jaatya
    Or na kabhi kisi ko apna banaya

    Par mila har bar wahi jo
    Nahi chahiye tha
    Paya wahi jisne kabhi
    Hume samjahya nahi tha

    Mukkadar ka khel itna gehra
    Khela kissi ne
    Aankhon par paatti badh
    Azmaaya fir usii ne

    Shock to nahi par ha
    Usse bhi or sabhi se
    BeWafa sii ho gai
    Ab bure h to kya hua
    Isme kyon si baddi baat ho gai.......
    ©princess_sakshigupta_

  • karanagrawal 78w

    Some people heal using swords
    Some people heal using words.

    ©karanagrawal

  • whenemotionsoverflow 79w

    Questions in love

    In love and relationships
    Are you the lover or are you the beloved?
    Are you the taker or are you the giver? Or perhaps, is there a balance of your give and take? Well does it really matter when you are inlove?

    In love and relationships
    Do you like your lover for their attitude or looks?
    Do you like your lover because of what they read and their kind of books?
    Do you like your lover because of the way they serve and how good he cooks?

    In love and relationships
    What is the non-negotiable thing that you seek?
    Is it their values? Their job? Educational attainment? Compatibility? Their pockets? Or their personality and attitude?

    The poet asks because the poet has no clue
    The poet is single and sad and blue

    The poet prays that in your love, may respect and love reign in your relationship.
    ©island_sunrise

  • theflickeredflames 81w

    Was it my fault
    That I wore a skirt
    Being little above my knees
    Was I asking for it?
    The nasty glances,
    The unwanted Whispers,
    And gossips on character?

    Was it my fault that my height was more than your potted plant
    And my lips were more red than the bloomed hibiscus.
    Do my genetic make me a cold hearted motherfucking bitch?

    Was it my fault when I craved him and waited for his consent?
    Can a girl ask for consent?
    Does that make me a weak bitch?
    Was it my fault when I pulled him back and pressed his lips against mine.
    Was it my fault to fall in love?
    Does that make me a odd bitch?

    Was it my fault when mother nature visited me when I was 13?
    That the blood that could bear life made me and my race impure for those 5-7 days?
    Was it my fault that I turned into a woman?

    Is it my fault that I was attractive
    That you covered me with layers of fabric
    From my bra to my jeans
    Why did you'll make me feel horrible
    As if my existence was a great sin?


    -Shivani Pednekar
    #non fiction

    #mirakee #writersnetwork #readwriteunite #poetry #poems #wordporn #spilledink #poetsofinstagram #poetrycommunity #poemsporn #writers #writersofinstagram #booknerd #bibliophile #writersofindia #bookstagram #ttt #writingcommunity #wordart #words #blogger #writersblock #prose #poetryisnotdead #wattpad #loveposts #poetess #lovepoem #lovepoems #love

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    Was it my fault?
    Read the caption

    ©theflickeredflames

  • shylie 84w

    There is always a difference between 'Replying you' and 'Messaging you'.
    ©shylie

  • lana7546 87w

    DeathTrap

    An immense noise went through my ears. It was one of these sounds you hear in a movie after someone was shot. A ringing, but not of distinctive tones. Just the same piercing ring, the one that would kill you. Everything was a buzz, a blur. Nothing was real. I looked at the hard gravel ground, which burned as every part of my body leaned against it for support. The ground was a fire but, I wasn't dying? Everything still a blur, I turned onto my back. A stab wound, the size of a bowling ball penetrating my stomach, I was bleeding out, and no one was saving me. My hands covered in the blood of my kingdom, my people, my brother, simply for them to watch me die to his reign of terror. 

        

    I turned again back onto my stomach, my body burned more. I barely moved my head and I was able to see my sister, my brother. I moved my hand first and began dragging myself closer. I needed to move closer. I was slowing moving, slowing burning. You could notice blue flames, It burned me from the inside out, but this was a battle only I could finish. For the sake of my people and hers.

    "It's not right, I'm the most grown, I should control both realms!"

    "Mom desired two of her children, who possessed a genuine and passionate soul! You never had one! You slaughtered thousands of our soldiers and friends for your amusement! You will nevermore be able to step foot within our kingdoms again!"

    And just like that, brother was furious. He drew his sword, it burned with the fire of thousands of helpless souls. Sister drew hers, it glowed with the wishes of her father and mother. They gave each other a look and they went for a full swing. A clash! A scream! And the world suddenly went blank.

    ©lana7546

  • keentiwari 88w

    धरोहर

    ये नन्हें-मुन्हें फूलों से नाजुक बच्चे

    थोड़े नटखट थोड़े अक्ल के कच्चे

    छल, ईर्ष्या, कपट हर पाप से परे

    कितने अनमोल कितने दिल के सच्चे

    काश! हर पाप हर क्लेश से ये बचें

    हमसब इनके जीवन को नैतिकता से सींचे

    हर बुराई हर बैर को भूल अच्छाई की बात सींखे

    कितने अनमोल व प्यारे हैं आओ इन्हें सहेजें

    सत्य, अहिंसा, विश्वास और समझें अच्छे सलीकें

    हैं हमारा ये कल बनें फिर श्रवण और राम सरीखे

    ©keentiwari

  • mhd_azz 97w

    #BikeTrip #600kms #Non-stop #try to forgot #leveling the heartbet

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    Re-lie-ve

    Not an easy task to comes out from the stress and depression otherwise you make a decent trips
    ©mhd_azz

  • kavyakalbalia 99w

    Being an arts student
    I have seen and felt
    Also, heard the disappointment.
    I have seen the interest dropping
    Felt the hopes thwarting
    Heard the discomfited 'Oh!'s
    And witnessed the lips pursing.

    I have heard my family's silences
    And endured their sympathetic gazes,
    For I am seen as weak,
    Who likes to have it easy,
    And end up with futility.

    Unlike my brilliant cousins
    From science and commerce
    I am not the one
    They call up
    When they suffer
    With their health, gadgets or accounts,
    Not the one
    They boast about,
    Of bringing in hefty packages
    Or making them proud.

    I have heard my parents say
    About science and commerce
    Being investments
    But not Arts,
    That's just involvement.

    I have heard my teachers
    Frustrated and angry
    That their favourite has chosen
    The least favourite field.

    Being an Arts student
    I have seen it all, have heard it all
    And registered.
    But not acknowledged,
    May be because
    Being an Arts student
    I realise that
    Not every action deserves a reaction.

    ©Kavya Kalbalia