I’m sorry guys

# I’m sorry 


I’m sorry guys that I don’t believe any women are as equal as men. 

I’m sorry cause in my notion women are better than men. 


I’m sorry guys that woman should be in the kitchen cooking. 

I’m sorry guys cause in my notion woman should be in kitchen with his man.


I’m sorry guys that woman never go out for jobs wearing short dress.

I’m sorry guys cause most of the guys still judge woman by size of her skirt than her brain.


I’m sorry guys that woman only meant her life to serve his man and bore a boy child.

I’m sorry guys that I lived in this world being a man not understanding woman.


I’m sorry guys that I live in man dominated world where women are just slave of demands by men.

I’m sorry guys cause I’m neither misogynist or chauvinist.





a post dedicated to all the lovely ladies out their who took a bitter sip of misogynist men but still not giving up hope, prove them wrong by their hard work and dedication.

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Lost

I feel I am noone

Do I feel what am I

Something miss I could

something get I from world

Something forget I learnt

but satisfication I paid to get success


Destiny is there to reach somewhere

Dream is there to know destiny

work is there to fulfill dream

Destiny is there to do work


I love somebody what i don’t know

I scare am I so jerk

I lost my innocence when know I do

                                         to get somebody I get my dreams


I left my sleep to know somebody

I pretend I am cool am I

But I lost temper in every silly matter


I am in the place where I not there

The place which I prefer not exist

There is always somewhere where I’ve been in past


I prefer I don’t want to share my feelings

But there I forget what I prefer

My love is myself where do I lost

Mine is a hard but soft inside


I don’t want to care what others think

But I really do care what they think

Maybe this is something I can’t control ,

                                   to not to stop my flow of feelings,


the world is not enough to stay rustle

which I can’t explain and I can’t show


This is the end of the world

In what I see

But there is no end in the world

In what I don’t see


Janmashtami

In the stormy dreadful night, the Baby had born in the jail. Baby was travelling towards Mathura with his dad.  A huge river Yamuna stopped that baby’s way but the baby split Yamuna in two parts with his magical power and took 5 headed snake for his roof to stay protected from the stormy rain. I don’t think that baby needs any introduction. Eighth avatar of Vishnu God Mr. Krishna Vasudev Yadav, he took a birth to `free earth from evil, he was friend of humanity and enemy of devil. He is also a preacher of most selling book in India ‘ The Bhagvadgita‘, but unfortunately no one reads it. From my sources he is writing sequel of his book so we need to stay tune with his new activities on www.kanudo.natkhat.in

 

What can I say about his greatness, once Krishna had a conflict with God Varuna so god Varuna started heavy rain in Vrindavan .But as we know Mr. Krishna Vasudev Yadav the naughtiest boy in the world. He pulled up Mr. Govardhana mountain on his pinky and started playing flute by other hand. All Gopis started doing Garba when he plays with his flute. He flirts with every Gopi, but in his heart there is special place for only one and only Radha, who is older than him still they are the perfect couple in the world. They don’t need to go to perfect couple competitions. On his birthday, obviously ‘Janmastami’. On the holy day of janmashtami we make pyramids to break Matukis. Then what we eat, lots of butter with Bhakri, please don’t ask about next day, digesting that amount of butter in today’s biological cycle God bless us.

 

sharing butter with friends and monkey is his cool way

Enemies’ fear for his Sudarshana Chakra’s slay

It completes a short story of his life in a day.

But at last Krishna doesn’t let any evil stand in the world and kill his uncle Kansh the king of evil and took his revenge. As you read earlier Lord Krishna protected from rain by five Headed Snake so god Krishna is the first person who actually used Umbrella !!! Seriouslly !!! That’s right. Limca Book of world record will definitely note this achievement. The naughtiest and unstoppable personality, no one can stop him rather than his Mother Yasoda’s Palav.

“Bolo shree krishna Kanaiya lal ki Jay”


This article was written in last Janmashtami. And the featured image you can see is hard work of my friend Nisang Vora.

Tomorrow at 12 o’ clock one story on Janmashtami is launching so stay tune.

secret ingredient

if secret  ingredient behind delicious food is love

then trust me

people who are infiltrating social media with love quotes must be Tarla Dalal

DEAD

stupid fellows, who believes Romeo and Juliet was a real story just like pokemons are real.

#rip_love_quoter’s
#no_more_love

Romeo And Juliet….Relationships Redifined

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Thanks to blogger Antara Nandi, I’ve reached to this beautiful but thoughtful but senti-ful but plentiful and written by a fool quote.

Romeo and Juliet weren’t lucky they were born between 15-17th century..when there were no internet and they died because. of love(so heart breaking…like heart made up of chains). If they were born internet period they would’ve met on facebook, start chat on insta, committed because of whatsapp and downloaded stickers of their Chunnu and Munnu (their child names) on Hike and broke up to each other because of found cheating on each other on snapchat. After 10 days..found new Romeo or new Juliet and #eat #chat #relationship #breakUp #repeat

How I killed him

I,been constantly running from my issues
Tears were coming and I needed some tissues
It wasn’t handcuffs and restriction
It was a mere case of introspection

He was born and built inside me
When envy and fear stood beside me
He was nothing but the Inferiority complex
And he never dampened but became convex

About success and failure which are the things which matter
I had achieved many, but were only the latter
To be back with a bang was my decision
Filling my mind with madness and ambition

People always underestimated me and so did I
Didn’t grab the opportunity with a hopeless sigh
Mind sometimes rebelled, but intact was my self
I knew,an ethical penny is better than much unctuous pelf

Rather than being sorry for myself
Finding tenacity and chutzpah inside, after a delf
I uppishly clinched to go for a chase
Coz slow and steady wins the race

Here I am , living with no regrets
Killing all my elapsed debts
Not money, it was the inferiority complex
A debt which was metamorphosing convex


Conclusion: Having turned down everywhere in life, I was feeling kinda inferior. But one                             day I made a little girl smile by giving her a piece. That day a realized that we                             all matter and this world is a puzzle and we all are a part of it and are                                           equal.Guys, I don’t feel inferior now, and now I am going to propose                                             Priyanka Chopra….wish me luck!!!

 

 

 

 

 

How to change life with a rose tattoo

Life before having a tattoo :

Work  pressure, insecurity from terrorist attacks, anxiety from over work is a definition of living in 21st century. We’re so stressed out now that we can’t give time to our loved ones but instead our mind spoiled with anger. That’s why relationship issues creates from stupid reasons. Your partner, kids or parents continue complaining about, you don’t give me much time blah..blah.

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A diary of an awkward asocial boy

Disclaimer: I’m writing something after a month, so read further at your own risk

Days and nights are passing like a speed of light, before even one flick eye millions of rays of chronos passed in the fourth direction. If we think in this period, what changes human occupied in their genetics is the question remain unsolved for scientists for centuries.

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The First Morning

5:oo am : My alarm rang. As a daughter in law, it’s my duty to wake up first before any other wake up. That’s what my mom told me. What a bullshit! Why in the earth, people wake up at the 5:00 am in the morning. I wanted to put my request in UN(United nations) to declare any early morning person as a terrorists and threat to any society, and give order of shoot at sight who wakes up in the early morning.

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we should repay our debts to evil bastards

All the time we saw each other

We wear creme and khaki as college dress

Everyone wants to look as colorful as our heart

But we were bound to rules

She wanted to break all the rules and follow the path of her heart

but I stopped her as I am always matured but honestly coward

I wanted to change my image and show how I capable to support her shoulder to shoulder

But I frightened that result will come with a high price to us

We shouldn’t fight those evil rule makers; that’s all I spoke

Here she goes, as fearless

She started protest without anyone’s support

Those evil bastards tried to make her retreat

By threatening her to make her carrier miserable

she bore all the pain and give the answer as subtle to me

Her answer gave new hope to me

She fell from all the sides

Here I am, thinking about things I never care

and ignored the person which I cared most in the world

I stood up from hell and sat beside the angel

she raised her eyes and rejuvenated her energy to fight

now our fight to look colorful as our heart

and we should pay our debts to evil bastards

My Obsession towards white

White cushion, white bad, white wall paint, white tiles, white furniture everything around me was white. I didn’t know how I had been here, the last thing I remembered was my fight with my girl friend Jigisha at Crystal Mall. I smelled fragrance of lotus perfume from outside, (as my nose is better than any dog), some girl came in my room from white door, she wore white coat, white jeans, her red eyes extremely fairer complexion, 6 feet height and perfect figure defined by Newton’s law of attraction, in one word she was a Menka the Apsara and I wasn’t Vishvamitra because I looked like an alien, crimp face and longest hair in my head had 1 centimeter length.
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