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What if my real world was as beautiful as my imaginary world?

God was clicking the photos of his children from the universe as if he wanted us to welcome the monsoon with a smile. I was sitting on a rocking chair in my balcony, looking at the sky, and hoping he was capturing my beautiful smile. With my beautiful smile, I was also waiting for my beautiful world to let me open the door. After I closed my eyes, it let me open the door. Every time I opened the door, I found myself sitting at the same place on a bench in front of a deep blue sea with the same beautiful person calling my name. "Arun, why are you here again?" It's still the same question, and my answer also remained the same: "I missed you". "You always give the same answer." "And you always asked the same question," I replied, put my head on his shoulder, and closed my eyes. "Now tell me why you are here." "Didn’t I tell you I missed you?" He pulled my head up, cupped my chin, and looked into my eyes. I tried to close my eyes. But he blows into my eyes and makes me open my eyes. He always said my eyes couldn’t lie, and opening my eyes meant I was afraid of the truth. Staring into each other's eyes. Tears started flowing from his eyes. "I’m sorry," he said, covering his eyes and face with his hand. He was keeping saying sorry, and I was feeling so frustrated that I couldn’t even tell him not to say or feel sorry, as if I wanted him to feel sorrow and guilt. He looked up at me, and I smiled. He rubbed his teary eyes and looked at me with a smile. "Is the world still the same?" I locked my hands together, stretched my legs, looked up into the vast blue sky, and replied "Yes". "Arun, don’t you feel angry at me?" He looked down at the sand. "Why should I?" "Not only the world and our parents, but even I was not fair to us." I looked at him. His brown eyes were looking at the sea. "Your eyes are beautiful," I said with a smile. "You said that at our first meeting." "And I am saying the same at our last meeting as Arun and Anish," I said and smiled at him. "You are not coming back here?" "Yes, but I will meet you soon up there," I said and pointed my finger at the beautiful sky. "I am glad. I will meet you up there." He said it and gave a bright smile. I have seen him smile before, but this was the most beautiful smile of our time. I smiled back and rested my head on his shoulder. While looking at the beautiful sky, he gave me his last promise: "Arun, I am sorry that I got afraid of the world, and let you face the cruel world alone. I promise that if we meet again, I will give you this beautiful world that you have given me." After listening to his promise, I held his hand and locked it with our fingers. "I just hope that our real world will be as beautiful as this world. Anish" I take my last breath with his name and rested my eyes on his shoulder. After hearing his name from me for the last time, even the gods started crying. It was the first beautiful rain but the last beautiful rain for me. ------D.Rathod

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WHY there is so much WHYS in LIFE?

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She had a crush on a guy for many years. She was waiting for him. He came to her she got excited. They enjoy their time but with happiness, there comes pain. They got separated. She didn't tell anyone and suffered in pain alone. After going through such pain, someone held her hand, protected her from her own pain, and kept her safe for years. But you know with happiness what comes will they be together for their life or will get separated? happiness or pain? who will win this time?

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I was sitting in my office suddenly my friend whatsapp me. I was little tired. I kept my work aside and start reading her message. after complete reading the message a smile came on my face. At that time a random thaugt came in my mind.

"God didn't give us the right to choose our life or our death or our parents but, he did give us the right to choose our friends."

That was the best gift he did gave us.

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"You always get what you hate." 😑

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Night changes so fast.... 🌙☀️

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Sometimes love trick us

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Why there is soo much why's in life?

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 Na gaav mein hain, na nagar mein hain,

Ghar banjaare ka safar mein hain.

Logon ko lekar jaata hain,

Woh mushkil se asaani tak,

Haath pakad pahunchaata hain,

kirdaar ko uski kahani tak.

Dil hain choti si kashti,

Jo khoyi badi leher main hain.

Na gaav mein hain, na nagar mein hain,

Ghar banjaare ka safar mein hain.

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The worst part of your life is that you know what you want but you can't get it.

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"Take every chance you get in life Because some things only happen once."

---by Karen Gibbs