I sail ahead to uncertain seas. My captain, the one that drives me, he uses his only map to navigate all throughout this journey. Sometimes, the weather is as kind as a clear, refreshing bottle of water. Other times, a gentle breeze or faster wind would compel me to go beyond my usual speed. Oftentimes, rains would meet me like a friend that's politely pouring beverage into my cup, or vice-versa. Rains can also be like friends, fighting, or actually just having a misunderstanding. Anyhow, I continue travelling in these uncertain seas. Looking back, aren't rains actually helpful? Without them, I wouldn't be where I am right now. Why? Of course, it's the water cycle. Without precipitation, these bodies of water I'm on will be gone through evaporation. There are times when these outpours become storms and waves appear overgrown. My captain looks at the map steadfast and decides where I best go according to his judgment. In a number of detours, my captain discovered treasures. However, this time, we found ourselves surrounded by mist: tiny droplets of water in the air makes it difficult to see. I have hope, nevertheless, and always will: like before, I know that this situation will turn for the better. I have hope, indeed, and always will: that my captain and I will certainly arrive someday in the Paradise that we, O, so Hope for.
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Kbhi kbhi dard itna jada de deti hai zindagi , Ke kaatoon pr chlna bhi takleef km deta hai.. Waqt ki marham se jada pyr ki marham Kaam krti hai lekin,, Ye sukoon hr kisi ki kismat me kha hota hai..mkaushik..
Yes I once Lived In A Paradise Where entering through gate was just all about your changing fate... Where settling down felt like everything is about to drown... Where meeting people was just my bucket list crown... Where eating food were just not the part of our appetite goals... Where changing moments were just the part of driving through roles... Where sleep cycle was never on its chains... Where 3 AM felt like 3 PM..&..3 PM like 3 AM... Where time was never the part of our moody desires... Where changing clothes was never the only attire... Where peaks of the mountains never let me felt like all alone... Where frienemis were all about those bombing drones... Where walking through crowd felt like the telepathy of eons... Where wishing about something was like package of crayons... Where being judged by your round witnesses were always about pros and cons... Where part of me was never okay around those morons... Where being understood by someone was as simple as a structure of photons... Where waking up every day was as similar as felt like roses with throns... Where surviving through days felt like a tons of scorn... Where being nice always comes with a price of dice... Yes I once lived in a paradise... Where I still wished to be belong just Upright...!!!
What do they offer in the magic shop? Warm hugs to greet you at the doorway; Hands eager to help, Sweet words to make you melt, A home for the neglected strays.
What do they trade in the magic shop? Exchange your darknesses for light; Five jars of your tears, In return for fifty long, happy years, All are welcome, no matter the shape, color, or size.
What do they sing in the magic shop? Reassurances of kindness and safety; No harm will come to you, No harsh remarks to cut you, Your very breath is worth celebrating.
What do they sell in the magic shop? New parts for yourself, you can buy plenty; A skill or two, A whole set if you choose, A sprinkle of beauty too, No one will judge you, After all, "changing for good is necessary".
What do they build in the magic shop? Steel walls with the promise of peace; No sting of betrayal, no bitter jealousy, No false smiles, stretching on for miles, No clenched fists, no bared teeth, Here in the magic shop, there is so much to see, Even if it remains an illusion, a wish, a child's fantasy.
Today, also a heart touching story happened. A four year old baby girl namely Adha Jan from Ompura Budgam, Kashmir was missing from last evening. Today, her dead body was founded near her house. She was killed by a leopard, who was roaming in their area from many years. May this little baby girl get high place in paradise (Jannat)... So, sad. You can see her image with rabbit in her lap. So, innocent. So, cute... Shame on the administration who don't take initiative after the missing report of baby girl. Why the government here first sees what will happen? Why don't they take action before this baby girl give her last breath? Why the administration is so lazy here? Why? Many questions arises in both heart and mind! We feel shame! After having so many big facilities but small facilities are still remaining... We don't want these kinds of things happen again in Kashmir. We don't want any other baby lose his/her Life. I want to say to the government. Take initiative regarding these things... #heart#touching#story#sad#disappointed#hurt#Kashmir#Budgam#Adha Jan #killed#leopard#death#Innocent#paradise#high#place#Jannat#administration#lazy#careless#pod#wod#mirakee#share
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