Bro 1: Hey bro, how are you? How’s everything going in your life?
Bro 2: How come you are talking about serious things like “life”? You had coffee this morning , hadn’t you?
Bro 1: Yeah I did. I was just goofing around a bit.
Bro 2: Yeah I know. Lives of many people pass like this only.
Just wandering aimlessly like nomads having no base for their thinking.
Let me tell you what really life is. Don’t panic. I won’t be giving any shitty definition about life. It is not, as my negative bros would say “Arre kya rakha hai life main, khao piyo aur karo marne ka intazaar” (eat sleep repeat till death).
It is also not, as my positive bros would say, “A divine journey from birth to death seeking God’s appraisal at each moment”.
The thing I hate about these people is that they always want everything in black or white.
A positive bro would say,”Oh how divine is this. God is showering love on his loved ones, like this.” Bro, its not love, that bird is shitting on you. Get the hell out of there.
Life is an experience. A journey. Not any mathematical term which can be defined.
Bro 1: But still it can be defined as ‘birth to death’.
Bro 2: But the thing you are missing here is to ‘live’. Living each moment from birth to death. Seizing each moment as if it were your last. Not like doing maut ka intazaar(waiting for death).
Bro 1: Why bro? A lot of load in a single minute ?😦😦😧😩
Bro 2: I haven’t had coffee this morning, that’s why.
Bro 1: Now I need some coffee😒😒
DISCLAIMER: These comments above are subject to experiences. Please experience life carefully before accepting.
Do you know, which day of the week is the best day in week. Of course Saturday. BLOGADDA is one of the top blogging community in India. Every week they choose spicy bloggers from India on Saturday. I know, you don’t believe this I’m one of them thanks to my last post.
I know I know, you don’t believe. How can shitty scattered blog like this can picked as a SATURDAY SPICY BLOGGER. Check out this link. I’m feeling proud to say that my name is fifth on this link for the post of GRAVEYARD OF INC.
More than selection, I love the way they explained the post.
If a political party is in the news for wrong reasons, it is common for stories be made around that party. Indian National Congress (INC) has been in news for many reasons. One of India’s oldest political organization in India is facing tough times. Kishan in his post brings out the future possibilities in a conversation between the oldest members of INC.
After reading this, I was so excited that I shared this link to all my friends on whatsapp, facebook, instagram, sms on all medium. I am still in cloud nine. This is my most exciting moment as a blogging life. I want to thank blogadda for make this dream come true.
I was really over excited that I shared my post more than I should. At least five of my friends block me. More than three called me and said some holy words those I can’t write over this blog. To those friends, if you still hasn’t read that post then please click here.
Heaven to Havoc: Graveyard of INC
I know, they won’t. Thank you all my fellow bloggers. Only because of your constant support and inspiration this day came in my life. I’m really grateful to you all.
Title of this article more sound like Student of the year. Which has three pretty students who are doing everything other than study. Same apply to this post to.
Viewing deepest desire in your heart will give you neither knowledge nor truth.
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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.
Continue reading “How to change life with a rose tattoo”
I put my head down and pretended; I lost in my own world
So please don’t find me through any white messenger bird
Continue reading “I stand alone”