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The thought of writing....(day 1)

 For so many days, I was thinking of writing. I don’t know why—I was just thinking of writing, and why not? Why don’t I just take the courage and the mood to sit and write? Well, I feel whenever I think of writing, it means I want to write about something I’m feeling invisibly—something not very practical, maybe. But to get over this weird feeling, this weird void inside my head, I just want to write. I want to understand it and fill the void with words. But the reason I keep postponing it is that I know until I understand the mental chaos completely, I won’t be able to write a single sentence. And not being able to write while sitting with your pen and a white page, or your keyboard with a blank space, is the worst possible feeling for me. Because every time I feel confused or not well, I give myself a maybe false, but still a hope—that whenever I sit down and write about these things, I will feel better, and all this struggle will feel worth it. Right now, I’m sitting in a blank ...

Does peace feel the gap of peace?

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  Does peace feel the gap of peace? I know this might sound like an absurd or strange argument — that, for peace, you need a peaceful environment or a peaceful mind. I may agree with this to some extent, but at the same time, it’s not that simple. The real reality is more complex — tangled in a loop, perhaps. Peace is not just the silence that a certain aroma brings, nor just mental silence either. Maybe I don’t know the real meaning of peace. Maybe peace can be defined in countless ways. But in the end, what matters is how the general mind perceives it — how this early age of ours understands the idea of peace. After all, we aren’t born equipped with the ultimate truth of the world. We act based on how we commonly perceive, as close as we can to the real realm. I think peace is not merely a sudden or temporary fragrance. It’s not just about your current environment, the people around you, or the work you're doing at this very moment. These things are only fragments — ways ...
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 HEAVEN ON A PLATE.  There are two major phases in life when you truly understand the value of a simple, delicious, and healthy plate of food. The first is when you’re starving and finally get to eat it—cooked lovingly at home by the outstanding chef that is a family member. It feels like heaven on a plate. The second is when you have to cook it yourself—while juggling work, responsibilities, and emotions all at once. In that moment, this once-simple meal becomes something far more significant. The only difference? The first time, you were just craving it. The second time, you find yourself crying—not out of hunger, but from the weight of managing everything, and realizing it's no longer just about satisfying a craving, but about surviving through the chaos. I remember the first time I had to cook food all by myself—it was complete chaos. It was during the COVID days, and I was stuck managing both my 12th board exams and the starvation of my entire family, all at once. Everyon...
" Ahmiyat" Wo sabd jiski tum ahmiyat na jaante, her bekar si cheezon ko ahem bna daalte, soch lo ye mudde, asal chizzon se tumhe dur na le aaye, kisi ka kaha aur kehwaya gya tumhare lie tumhare soch se ahem na ban jaaye, aaj ka tumahara khokhla sach na ban jaaye G.V MONOLOGUE: "Ahmiyat – The Funny Thing About Importance" You ever notice how we give so much importance to the weirdest things? Like… if someone doesn’t reply to your message in 0.2 seconds — alert the media, cancel your day, call your best friend — “It's over. They hate me.” But your own goals? Water intake? Sleep schedule? “Arrey yaar kal dekh lenge.” Funny, isn’t it? This thing called importance? "Wo sabd jiski tum ahmiyat na jaante, har bekar si cheezon ko ahem bna daalte..." We often don’t even know what truly matters to us — so we just promote random stuff to VIP status in our minds.Like that one comment your teacher made in class six? Still living rent-free in your head. But your own ...

A bird that forgets to fly.

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 A BIRD THAT FORGETS TO FLY.......   A few days ago, as I was walking back from the library in the evening, I passed by a familiar shop on my way home. It was a bird shop, or at least that’s what it could be called. The sight of it always struck me—cages lined up, each holding a bird, and there were so many of them. I could count at least thirty or forty, all different shapes and sizes, though most of them appeared to be of the same kind—small, delicate creatures. The shop had been there for as long as I could remember, at least seven years now, and its presence was woven into the fabric of my daily life. I remember one day, as I was walking past with my sister, she suddenly stopped and gazed at the birds. “What if they were all set free?” she asked, her voice filled with quiet curiosity. I thought about it for a moment before answering. "Even then," I said slowly, "they would probably die. They don’t know how to fly anymore, and even if they did, they wouldn’t survive i...

The 20's dilemmas of emotions and exposer.

I really don't know how to put it down right here right now, and this is the first major dilemma that every 20 yrs old can relate to me, yes! i am talking about the hundred and thousands of assertive, interrogative and negative thoughts roaming in mind every time at every situation and everywhere and that's what makes you handicapped when you really want to liner your thoughts....... but hey let's try it.   I am not saying 20's is too tough but yes i am saying its not easy too. well this is not just age no but it is a phase when you should, you get to and need to expose to world and to the human's complicated emotions too, well like every other phases of life you get to experience new  things, as from 1st day  of school to 1st time you speak out before huge audience , to  1st time  giving your board exams , 1st time going out with your friends , every time slowly and slowly you get to add some new things to your self that some how creates your own personality , ...