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  Leaning outside in the hallway; waiting for results.  Nurse saying, "Doctor will be here any minute."  I think I have seen this before And I didn't like the ending. In my thoughts you are beautiful, smart,  taking your first steps, Creating beautiful art. You will always have my eyes, my wisdom. In my thoughts  I can see you grow  learn about my fav poet, and movies, and add them to the list. You are holding me and crying when,  the first time you broke your arm. In my thoughts, I can see you learn. You are all grown up. Now you can sell your art, to earn. Cracking up stupid jokes with your teen friends. Now I am some unknown, intruding in your life. In my thoughts, I can see you fallin' Falling in love For one, two, and hundreds of times. Breaking up.  There is no amount of crying,  I can do that for you. Nurse," You can step in." I can not walk, breathe in general I stood there.  After a while Doctor, "I am sorry that your wife and c...

  #SURVIVOR, Chapter one A day before the incident What does a man desire the most? Well, the best he can do for his family, is for their health, education, and providing daily necessities. My intentions were the same. With a heavy heart, I was planning to send Nanki to study in the city of Bhubaneswar; so that she can get the best that she couldn't in this small village, Ganjam.  I could not wait for tomorrow morning so that I can pray for Nanki's well-being at ‘Taratarini.’ (famous temple of shakti). As I did every week. I finished my work early at the farm so I rode the bicycle to 'Mangalbazar' (weekly market). Mangalbazaar was a place where citizens and tribes together sold their products. I planned to look over the market and meet my old friend, Kamaz. He was a fruit seller and stayed in the neighborhood. "Kamaz, the market looks overcrowded," I commented; after saying that I soon remembered that day after tomorrow Odia new year (also known as Pana Sankra...

I reached the countryside. I sensed a strange feeling like I was supposed to be there. After feeling like a vagabond for a month, I felt as I am home. My folks were arguing over farms and lands. The chaos is surrounded by the sweet smell of soil. The breeze made my hair danced in the air. I found a way to get away from the talk. What another way could be than cycling to small roads? I did it all the time in the city. I loved to find new ways on my two wheels. I asked for permission with some authority to my grandma, Because I was not ready to take no for an answer. She said, “do not go too far and take ‘ Rimjhim’ with you.” It was out of the question that I will go alone. I was brand-new and unaware of this village. I adored that girl. She was passionate, thoughtful, and knowledgeable. I could see the simplicity in that girl’s eyes. She was my navigator and tour guide, We rode to the station. She asked, “ didi , Do want to go to the shakti’s tem...

 

I don't know if I am the main protagonist or not?  If I am playing my role is assigned to?  But trust me, I don't want to the future  because it is scary to see it without you. I can be evil to you but understand that's the role If I am on the stage,  I will perform the role even if I don't like it,  but I will make sure to wait for you.  Even if you lose my parts in you.  Yes, I believe you because   I believe true love still exist you can fade away,  memories we hold will never. ~rosh

Is it Me or Monster? "WHO IS MORE EVIL POWER OR THE WHO POSSESS THE POWER?"  Sometimes I feel possessed by a demon. It could be the thing I enjoyed is nothing to rejoice about, Those are the dark stuff in a parallel universe of my heart.  That dimension intersects with my soul. It stands where I know what is right and wrong. It stands with my morals, values, and ethics. What is acceptable and whichever is not. I am completely aware. But other’s pain makes me insatiable. It is weird, I know.  I want justice to be served for what I feel is correct. But what do I feel is just another better thing for me. So how is it better for anyone else? I am injust and so is the world.

Follow anything still, you would reach the same destination What if I would be what others ought me to be? What if I was nothing but a mere another? Sometimes  I’d sneak into you and secretly want to be you, maybe. Maybe a heart for a heart. And a brain for a brain was  The equation I used to settle the unresolved. But what if I merely don’t want to settle? Is it really for me to decide or  the  one  who brought me to this broken place.  They broke me as well. They are good but not good enough. So I did seal myself away. Just be their kind still, I am appeared to be selfish. In yours as well as my eyes. Maybe because of the rage,  grudges I hold was never locked up securely enough ~rosh

 "IT WASN'T YOURS TO SEEK YET YOU TOOK IT AND MANAGED TO CORRUPT IT."

 Dreams, which never lets you down

 MY BELIEF

 Live the life

 DO WE KNOW?

 Praying for a new society

 The love I know.

 Quarantine life

 I set Myself free...

She is a lie or alive

No revenge is worth

My noise in this world