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Life is like a metal. At the time zero, it was pure. Gradually, it became completely rusted. Now, god presents- “human” He is gradually removing off the rust.
Words mean a lot. Human mind is capable to understand them, only when they are all confined within a full stop.
“Why is Earth circular in shape?” asked a physics professor to his student. He replied, “to let every being understand that no one is the boss in this meeting” A reply his professor could never understand.
Using physics and mathematics to understand the universe is like using a bulldozer to crush peanuts.
Nature is like a girl, life is like a lady and the universe is like a woman. All are different yet so same.
- To leave the world a little better than what it was when I saw it.
- To complete the path which was founded by Sir Albert Einstein.
- Be a successful poet and an accomplished writer.
- To fetch myself, my desire, my Akanksha
The White Rose- The foundation of friendship which later on matures to yield up the emotion called "love" upon which the entire universe revolves.
When every time a page of my life is written, my readers do not advertise it, but rather graven each page of me along with all the happenings that took place right with flowers in the shape of the heart, as if they think that the heart shape shows their love and remorse for the demise of another day of my life.
The little baby is really a nice boy. He doesn't troubles his parents and the elder sister at all. He also do everything he is asked to...But, however the only problem that one may face with him is that he is very demanding. If you can fulfill his demands all the time, I can bet one thing, he will always keep you happy!
A message for my Sweetheart
If the flood knocks me through,
my skin will protect my heart.
If it is a merciless drought, dear,
my blood won't let you dry, my dear.
If a earthquake tends to shake me,
I will uplift our love in the air.
If the universe destroys, I will,
construct another dimension for you.
If the devil comes, I will let it,
let it feed over my brain, not you.
Or in the shortest, what I could say,
was only that:
When we shake hands, we never think anything else and the most we may think it as a way of mere greeting to the personality we just met. However, when me and she involed in the same process of greeting, it really convinced me to define shaking of hands in a much wider dimensions than we do.
Our hands are the organs which determine our acts, they are the roots of our actions. Our past, we wrote with them, present we are writing and future will be writen by the same hands. When we shake hands, it means we are sharing our past and present and securing ou future within the grip of the couple of thumbs.
So, while shaking hands, must remember, you are not merely greeting ...I now repent that why didn't think this before, when me and her shake hands...Hope something like this doesn't happen to you...
In the depth of the seas, a lonely guy,
is looking at every loop and corner.
The man in the light house, one day asks-
"Why is he searching every loop & corner?"
"I lost a handful of water for my grandpa,
the night he died, I seek his lost water...
and he may live up again to have a sip..."
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