Archive for November 2012

Misfortune or Bad Luck! WTF!


Although, this time(current situation) isn't so good for me, I don't know. Actually, nothings happening as my expectation. Everything is just against me, pushing me off my way. Most of the people criticizing me that I am not a responsible person.

Some people say it's my bad luck that I'm not getting the expected result, I don't know if Luck kinda stuff exist. I don't understand that if Fortune or Misfortune exist and if God has written everything for us then why he want us to identify things like Good or Bad and Right or Wrong. I think, If he has the written script for us then we're just bodies moving around like robots. 

I guess, these Luck kinda stuff are just myths made by people who couldn't do the things they wanted. They needed somebody to blame on, so they could give an excuse of their failure. They used to say something like "Oh. damnit! It's all written! that's why I couldn't succeed. it's God who did it, I din't." They meant that It was God who failed, they didn't! LOLz!

Anyways, nothings working in my favor these days. I'm doing quite well by my side in a hope for a better result.

Slaap Lekker! :)

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Are we really humans?



Are we humans? Yes?
Well, what makes us human then?
What makes us so unique? are we different from other creatures on earth?
I think we're not. agree? No?
Well, let me explain...

There are about 8.7 million species in the world, and we're one of them.
Every species have their own lifestyle. Most of them eat, Breathe, fight, work, make babies or produce their clones and die when the time comes, We humans also do the same thing as them.
So, what makes us so unique then?

You might be wondering that we can feel, cry, and laugh. But is that enough to prove that we're human and we're special species on earth. Maybe you'll say we do research and that's why we're advanced and we're called humans. But I think I know some species who do research as well, they try new things and learn from it. Many species have shown this sign of learning new things from their day to day life.

According to me, only few things are there what makes us stand out of that queue. And they are our kindness, morals, and principles. If a person do not have any of them then he won't be considered as a part of the human race.

:)

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The Fantasy World


Everybody has it's own Fantasy World based on their imagination.
The World belongs to the person who created it, it's highly confidential, and Isolated. Not only the person acts as the Supreme of that universe but also he wants to experience the desire, the desire of his own life. So, he sends his clone to the world he created, to experience the joy of life.

The reason behind sending his clone is to experience the pleasure of life because the supreme can not enjoy the virtual things. He can not feel anything, can't sense anything because he's neutral, he's stable.

And the virtual world seems very real to his clone, that helps him enjoy his deeds. The clone behaves according to the situation he's facing in his life. Sometimes he cries, laughs, fights, run, and even fly like birds.

Similarly, This world "The Seven Continents" is the virtual world of his Supreme, and we are the clones of that Lord("Power-source") with limited power supply. We have got the limited lifespan because one day we must meet the Supreme. We must dissolve with the energy we're derived from.

So, help your supreme enjoy, help him feel the joy. Make him happy, do the things he likes, because he's been watching you all the time. He cries when you cry, he laughs when you laugh, he gets scared when you get scared.

So, what do you want your lord to feel? afraid? scared? or disappointed?
Make him feel the happiness that he desire, make him feel the joy. Do the things that he'd appreciate. Make him feel the pride that you're his optimum clone, be the clone that he'd love to have back.

xxx Anil:)

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BumbleBee - A Poem



She was so pretty, 
her name was Rose.
I loved her like crazies, 
and wanted to propose.

She lived in a garden, 
and that was her home.
the garden was lovely,
like Paris and Rome.

I went to that garden,
when she was alone.
I gifted an Ipad,
that had some ringtone.

I said that I loved her,
and I did not lie,
She said that, she was upset,
and wished me goodbye.

I was so broken,
and wanted to die.
She came back at my house,
and made me fly.

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