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Hello Everyone,

Well I am still not sure but as per the stats, this is my 100th post, I don’t know how to react,

but yes I have been unsure about my interest for writing,

But it feels good to be at 100 literally, like I scored 100 Runs,

Also,

I would like to share that I have surpassed 50posts on The Roasted chicken https://thoughts304.wordpress.com .

the current Tally is 55, and 2019 especially July as been the recording breaking month for my all time hits,likes and views on both the sites.

So, My total tally of posts including both sites is 155Now.

And, I wrote more than 55posts this month on my sites respectively.

So I am actually happy with the Presence of mine, I haven’t been so often active on WordPress due to my unavailability and other commitments but now I started writing more than I ever did. And happy with it.

I would like to thank all of you for every single view like and comment. Hopefully I could double my stats soon.

I need all the love and blessings from everyone of you to enhance my writing ability and to continue the Blogging.

Thank you all for being with me throughout the distance hope we all could go further And make wonders.

Thank you Again!

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Both are important.

Well most of my friends are unhappy with me,

They find me Annoying,

They call me everything what they hate,

They say I am unavailable being available to them,

They say you can’t be like this to us,

I try to convince them,but they don’t listen,

They are Right in their ways, I have to be with them if I am with them,

But I am with my love interest,

If not being next to her always then through my phone,

I feel good for the fact that she feels good when I am connected to her either next to her with holding a hand or through calls or even chats,

My friends don’t like my life style and priority,

But I don’t want to see her sad, as she feels sad and bad when I don’t message or call her and don’t lift her call,

I lie her sometimes that yes you wished me the first birthday wish, though sometimes she is second as my mother wishes before than her may be a fraction of second earlier,

Even if its a lake or I am at some public place I text her, as she wants to feel the ambiance with me and my words. I like it, its not that I am not enjoying it.

But its a cheat with my friends.

She enjoys everything of my talks ,

Even my sick poor cheap jokes, at which no one can laugh.

And of course my way of care,

She just love talking to me,

She says ” I will be fine I don’t need a doctor, you are the doctor and the medicine is our conversation.” When she gets sick.

I Remember that ,

I talked to her through calls and texts for around 20hrs continuously with a charger plugged in, whenever needed.

She loved the gesture, and even felt good to be with her when she needed me.

I have to talk as she my love and I can’t see her sad,

After knowing that her sadness is my unavailability and lesser communication.

But what to do with my friends ,they are not wrong either.

They want me as their friend as I have been,

She asks me to pick one sometimes,

somehow I skip the question with an ice cream or some deep discussion about my career, but i am worried with the picking of one.

I may pick her over them by being a selfish lover but I wouldn’t be Happy with that, I know as my friends are also important .!

Love them and Love her also. Both have their importance but yes one priority is not happy when I am with the another priority.


***We can’t decide who comes first and who is second, of course it’s both which make us what we want to be, so its important to make them understand their importance in our life, one can’t be another and vice versa. Both are differently important in life. It’s harsh and unfair to pick and choose.

Me Versus mE

I’m fighting within me.

My Mind And Heart is Dealing with Duality,

The Writer,

And An Engineer,

Both are Right and Both are Mine

Both Sleeps with me,

And Wake with me as well,

Both Fights Within Me.

Both Dominate The Other.

Both put my in trouble.

As I don’t know which way to Go.

I love writing and expressing my thoughts.

I Love to be in the charge with the tag called Engineer.

One is my hidden Pleasure,

Another is my portrayed obsession.

One is my Expansion to the Dream,

Another is my source of existence.

Can’t Pick One

Can’t settle with one.

I am Both,

And I want Both.

But It is Tough to be Both.

I feel Like it is Me Versus mE.

Die with a smile

Yes I am breathing,

My Portion of Oxygen is Bad

Its Poisonous,

Enriched with impurities,

I don’t want to Inhale it.

I would prefer to Die.

My Blood is not Red ,

It looks like Violet in color,

I don’t bleed at all

Even if I cut my hand with a knife.

It makes me feel that,

I am not the same human

I would prefer to die

My world is Dark and silent

My heart Cry every night and day,

I can hear the audible wipeouts of tears.

My few working parts of body has started abusing me,

For my existence.

They pray for my death as they feel its enough,

Of what I have seen

They say I am too good for the society.

I should die,

they can’t see me dying everyday,

My left hand wrote a pleading note for my death to god, without my knowledge

Yes I am naturally Right handed,

But paralyzed from many years,

And living my life,

I am strong ,

Yes I am strong at my head

I am strong enough to live my life with a will to live.

Look I I would prefer to Live and get Better.

I am a warrior , I would prefer a fight ,

A Tough Fight!

And Then I may prefer to die,

I don’t want to have tears in my eyes, before I die,

I want to Die with a smile.


***Fight and Conquer you may loose but Don’t surrender.

You Are Beautiful.

You like The Roses, Right !

I like the color called blue a lot,

yes all the shades of blue,

What about The Roses in Blue color !

Layer by layer,

The petals of Roses in Blue color.

With some drops of dew over it,

Which would add the glittering effect.

You like wearing shorts more,

As you love your legs,

Yes long sexy legs,

And I like short hair ,

Colored short hair more, As world is beyond monochrome,

What about you being in your favourite shorts,

With the sexy long legs,

And the colored short hair,

Around the shoulder height,

And the slightly soothing smooth breeze,

Adding the visual treat .

Visualizing the scene more and more

And Feeling good about it,

To see you in the colored hair with a Blue Rose,

Also wearing the shorts

And showing your sexy legs.

With a token in my hand to give you

With a note written

“You are Beautiful”

Stories and many more : II

Hello Again,

Well I would like to say that I am very happy with the response from the previous post of mine from the same segment which encouraged me to come up with the second post of such kind from my real life.

Hoping seriously that you guys would shatter the same kind of love and response to this.

Also for those who missed reading out the previous one I am sharing the link of it so that they could read it .

https://wp.me/p83RXy-9E


Okay, so I share an incident which had been a serious tension to my family.

We all know that there was a superhero show which used to be there at the television and we all watched it like something more than precious,

yes I am talking about shaktimaan the one only superhero show,

i think it used to be there on the Saturdays mostly than started on Sundays as well,

I was crazy for the show, I use to ran hard with all my strength and swiftness to watch the show,sometimes without removing shoes.

So it was a craze for the kids of my age. And the guys from 90s would agree with me.

Like many kids I used to believe in everything what I saw through television, though the show always provided the Disclamation of it is being fictitious and don’t deal any resemblance with anyone.

But me being a kid, also idiot thought it showcases the real world.

And I climbed up to the peak of water tank which was about 30metres from the ground level so that shaktimaan would come and stop me from jumping ,

I literally did that by being influenced by my neighbor friend who stated that shaktimaan came to save him like he does in the TV and he met him that way,

So i liked the idea of meeting him and luckily at the time I decided to climb , my brother was there with me,

he tried to stop but I don’t listen at such times,

and then he reached home somehow all the way from the water tank to my home which was about one km from my home,

my mother came with a hustle with every tear falling over the stairs and stopped me,

I reached almost of the water tank,as it was around 200stairs and I was too young to walk through it,

so she came and took me from their with all the way to my home with some hard slaps , pulling my hair through the journey and yes folding of ears which was her favorite, she asked why you did so?

I told her that shaktimaan was about to come but you came in between my mother told the show is not real it is fiction,

I said our neighbor told me that he met him yesterday when he climbed so I did the same,

she slapped me more than earlier as she felt I am having a bad bunch of fools with me,

later she never allowed me to meet me but I used to met him again and again,

I remember that the show has such an influence that I wanted to wear the costume of the show for all my parties if possible and allowed, also at the backyard i used to spin around and fly like shaktimaan but always failed 😀


Hope you guys liked my story and allow me to share more my childhood with you all. Yes it is not that cool as it could have gone either way, so I would say that we should be selective about what to show the kids .

Yes I have been idiotic as I find it ridiculous now and don’t encourage that all, but that’s what childhood is and like to share it with you all.

And

Always Follow the golden words

“DON’T TRY THIS AT HOME”.

Loving Ghost

Yes he kissed her as she sleeps next to him every night,

And in the morning he takes his breakfast with her.

As she loves to cook for him and watch him eating,

He make few cups of coffee which they enjoy with a kiss .

She comes and goes,

she is not scary but yes she is the ghost who thinks and treats him as her boyfriend,

though he told her that I am not the one but she says let it be I like you as i used to like my boy friend,

Also he asked about her that why she is ghost now, and what went wrong with her,

she said she murdered her boyfriend and committed suicide as she caught him with another girl,

And she had been brutally betrayed by her boyfriend.

She likes him because he looks like him ,

but he is single and lives just next to the room where they lived.

And more ever he also failed in love with same kind of situation though he preferred to let her live with him,

So there is a connection of being cheated by their loved ones but both had different approach to it.

Anyways,

She just wears the normal clothes like jeans T – shirts, etc like any other young girl not like the ghosts of the movies,

yes her voice is dual and of course she has some amplitude at it.

And She could smile and cry at the same time,

She likes romantic movies. And prefer playing carom.

She has the most beautiful eyes and even more beautiful smile.

She is friendly to him but he don’t know how to tell her that she is a different spirit now,

he can’t love her like she wants,

Ghost and human can’t be the lovers,

she says one day when the god would be kind enough on her she would happily leave the world but by then he has to be her love interest,

He thinks he don’t have any other option as he can’t find a way to escape also he has generated some kind of sympathy for her.

May be because of her love failure And the betrayal.


That’s it.!!!