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Friday, 29 April 2016

Life- It's All About Being Strong!


Dont judge me by my past, because the moving water is always the fresh one, as I keep learning everyday. My past doesn't know what I am now, neither my future knows what I was. So, live the life to it's fullest, that's the biggest blessing.

 Our childhood, our memories, all those losses, disappointments, innocence, trust and love made our past. This past plays a very important role in shaping who we are today. Don't look back at it, it has nothing new, just the same old story that again turns you off and takes you back to those bad memories.

Saturday, 23 April 2016

What If...?

For just one last time she hesitated, she stopped to think, think about him.. again. But this time it wasn't her who needed him, but instead it was him who needed her, she had the upper hand now and she could definitely crush him and move on. But no she was different, she always had.

Thursday, 21 April 2016

Say No To Bullying!

Bullying is a type of act which abuses or hurts others, it may lead to suicidal attempts as well as there are so many cases on the ones getting bullied as well as the bully, the bully usually gets to go to prison and the bullied gets to go to the hospital or the grave, as if he takes a major step towards the bully, it leads to killings or major injuries, and if he quits his life, the bully wins. The bullied cries everyday because of everyone making fun of them which leads to depression.

Wednesday, 20 April 2016

Risk is Life!

They say "Risk is Life", if you haven't risked it, you haven't lived it. Now, what does risking our life actually means? What's this all about?

Tuesday, 19 April 2016

The Day I Met Her

That One Special Person!

The day I met her was the most special day for me. I crashed into her while I was running for my class, her notes flew away on the floor like some feathers. We both crouched to pick up the notes but hit our heads with each other instead. I looked at her and there my heart stopped like ever, her brown hair in a messy bun. Those hazel eyes made my heart ponder.

Sunday, 17 April 2016

Broken Glass

Once, there was this boy, everyone mocked him, bullied him, and always made fun of him. No one supported him, he had no friends and even his family used to take him for granted. He used to cry under his bed, awoke all night trying to figure out the meaning of his useless life. It was not once, nor twice, but a total of three times he tried to suicide, but every time he tried to, something used to stop him, and that 'something' was much more like a feeling of some kind of 'hope'.