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To That One Soul

To that one soul, who’s reading this, you’re free to be whatever you choose, to say whatever you want, to be whatever you like and you can sing the blues if you want.

To that one soul, you can say whatever you want, even if it’s wrong or right, it’s alright. You no longer need to see what people want you to see.

To that one soul, there are people who will be jealous of your shine but clueless of your struggle. You think that will matter in future?

To that one soul, I know you are tired and afraid, and you probably so close to tear apart in million pieces if someone hugs you, but there’s strength within you. Even when you feel sad, you still have a zillion other reasons to be happy. Keep fighting and keep loving.

To that one soul, there’s no problem you can create and there’s no problem you can solve. Don’t rely on booze and weed to stay happy instead find love and peace in your heart. And it’s okay to shout for help and cry, that doesn’t make you weak.

To that one soul, being sad and crying for a week during bad times and celebrating good things just for a single day is okay. But don’t you think it needs to be the other way around? Shouldn’t we celebrating more?

To that one soul, it’s time to get on the track and cause no fuss, get a grip on yourself and get it right. You are free to handle each situation in your own way to tackle whatever comes in your way.

To that one soul, It’s not just you, we all lost someone (some precious people) with whom we had a really good bond. But can’t you be glad for the people around you right now? Can’t we just appreciate it, enjoy it, feel the energy they emit on you.

To that one soul, there are so many reasons to believe in a better world. After all Love has more hits than Fear.

Oh me? How did my year go? Same old shit. Just different day.

Peace and Love.

Hey Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year from your secret Santa.

F•R•I•E•N•D•S

So, it `was` Friendship day! Yes, I am writing this at 4 in the morning.

What do you do on the Friendship day? huh? Send message to your friend, tag them in meme, make collage photo and post it on social media, a day out with friends. Well what is so special about it? We all do that occasionally. Aren’t we?

I am not here to give an lecture on What’s Friend and What’s Friendship day. But how many of you know that the Friendship Day has been celebrated in several southern South American countries for many years. In Paraguay, where the first World Friendship Day – International Friendship Day was proposed in 1958. But the country where I live far away from the America and Paraguay but still F•R•I•E•N•D•S are F•R•I•E•N•D•S. You got the point.

What is a friend? The one we hangout with? The one we share seat in bus? The one we play sports? Okay. Those are our friends. So by that I have One hundred thousand friends. OMG! It feels like I am celebrity. But..?

A Friend is not someone from who you expect to be nice and civil every time you put sad/sick status on social media. Replying with “I’m Sorry” and “What happened mate?” is just a formality that you need to perform in order to keep up your relationship. What really needs to be done is… .Wait! Do I have to write this down too?

Relationship does not have to be repeated and there is no special day for friendship. This friendship belt and social media stuff is new.  When I was child (still I am), we used to make friends by putting hands on each other’s shoulder.

Here’s the best line from F•R•I•E•N•D•S to my F•R•I•E•N•D•S

No one could ever know me
No one could ever see me
Seems you’re the only one who knows what it’s like to be me
Someone to face the day with, make it through all the rest with
Someone I’ll always laugh with
Even at my worst, I’m best with you, yeah!

I am a Liar

I am a liar who is stealing all the credits for smiling and living through all the small moments and calling it life.

But I know I am not brave, it’s just too monotonous. Waking up, grooming myself for the world, a toy that just needs a twist to run.

I live in a world that is so messed up. In justice, greed, hate, jealousy, on every street corner. In every heart. I live in a world where human worth is measured in bank balances and Facebook friends. Where the proud are exalted and the weak go unnoticed. Is it supposed to feel so pointless?

But the truth is, I am just doing exactly what everyone else is doing – having nothing in my heart but being appreciated for lying and living.