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A Change Within...

 

Nothing will change, the dates will start in the same way, in the same order, the days might differ… we will have the same life that we suffer…

For some, troubles might have started, for some, they might be at the peak and for some it might be dissolving from the heap…

Should we leave everything on destiny, on fate and dwell on the self-ignorance and live in hate… where world around us is way ahead and we on the other hand even on death bed are late…

Not a philosopher, not a think tank yet with our own thoughts each time we sank… Falling below even of the bottom, the pile up cluster among the rank.

The words which you are on, are not about beautification, satisfaction, or motivation. These words are not the filtered images rather a clear picture of a mirror. The words beyond a pep talk, not a hopeful walk and beyond the stalk of notification.

Don’t hope for the best, don’t dwell among the rest… don’t compare in a jest… these days are not about heist… with self. We don’t have them all, we only have the one which we have… don’t ruin it in some things that’s gone or on something that might never come…  

Nothing to prove, nothing to show, there is only one fighter and there is only one winner… what we forget is that it's not the world against us rather it’s us against us… most of them know but they don’t understand…

Why waste time? Why waste thoughts? Why waste our energies then dwell on someone to cheer us up… why can’t our work be the steppingstone rather we want someone to drag us along…

We must bring that change which we want… we must build that dream which is in our thought… Not by being nice, good, and earning… rather killing all our darlings… we will build that dream… how? Keeping one brick at a time…

Don’t get motivated rather become practical towards the year in which we are stepping into towards the goals that we have in our mind. Practical not among the humans in our relation there we are supposed to be kind…

Not only memories, lessons, but do keep pain hardship and regrets… yes, we need them all memories can be enjoyed but regrets are those action which could be taken but were worn out by being sophisticated among the others… this new year take lessons from each ripped feather…  

     

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