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it’s the life, around me…

thinking…

i am trying to feel the ‘thing’ which keep me busy all the time. I can’t separate a moment when actually I don’t think anything except may be the sleeping time. I am not sure… I can remember the dreams sometime, but may be my mind also keeps thinking when my body sleeps. Today on my way to office I was watching a man walking with a bunch of newspapers in his left hand. Suddenly a magazine dropped on the ground and he didn’t notice it. I think there were no other human witnessed this very silly incident. I don’t know why, I was terrified until the men came back after few moments and took the magazine… and then I thought may be that could be a story. Then suddenly another story came to my mind… few weeks back one day, on my way back to home I was talking with a rickshaw puller who was asking me about computer games. He was talking which games he mostly plays at home and why he likes those. Well, may be… actually it’s sure that I am not writing in the same way how I thought and I realized it that particular moment when I was thinking it. That means when I was thinking, I knew that I’ll be not able to write it exactly in the way I am thinking it… ha ha ha. So confusing! So then another thought came to my mind… how can I express my thinking in the exact way I think? I am still thinking and that keep me busy all the time…

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love around me :: when things go wrong

I am feeling jealous with those who think themselves happy in love matter. To me love is something so simple like every day’s life; you’d like to live for it. It becomes the most complicated when happens in wrong way. Before expressing, it’s not a big deal… it probably could create some deep sighs. But it could be the worst thing if it’s understood after expressing it to a wrong person. So people should think at least twice, thrice… as many times possible. It’s something you can’t withdraw. The saddest part of life is to let a wrong person know that you love her/him.