THE DREAMER WHO DOES

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on January 08, 2015

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I've been wondering why am I sent to this planet? It just seems to creep me out.

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Me.

Being cornered or being marginalised is something that will make us more and more hearted towords life and ourselves. I'm composing this post with watery eyes. You might have achieved great heights. But the moment when you realise that you are being cornered, that is the moment you realise those achievements were nothing but a pile of shit. I've got many "friends" who never helped me or even spoken to me in a soothing way. What I always faced was just blames,complaints & advises which said you should do that and this, where I were fully clean and tidy in my work. No one realises my pain and the swet I shed for them. They only wanted more from me. The only ones who have been helping me genuinely were my parents teachers and my 5 friends. All others were just sadists who laughed at me while I fell down. I am not a person who always whine on everything and everyone. I just spots out the injust things I've faced and facing right now. Is it only me in this world ...

Hey son!

Hey son, hope all's fine and everything's well. But son, I know I'm not there and it's Diwali,I know you wanted me home But son, I'm sorry I couldn't come. I'm in the middle of something, son Hey son, be safe. I know you are, I know you are dreaming.... But sorry son, I couldn't make it there... and son, be sure to be alright, when I'm around. Love you son Hey son, I know you are fine. Play well my dear and do well. I know you are happy, my son, firing crackers and lighting lamps and enjoying a lot with friends But son, I know you miss me, and I miss you too. I too am happy my dear I too am firing a lot and a lot of other stuff It's a bit cold out here son, but son, everything's fine here 'cause I'm here and it will be so. I don't know son, if I could.... I could ever, get back home... But son, I will come back one day and son, always do remember I always ...

To you, my dad....

.eaus~ Hey dad, do you know? How much I love you? You are the shining sun when you come in sight One day, my eyes just got filled like a dam that was when, I read "The toys" Hey dad, did you know? you were always with me, and will. Each silly thing I do, your helping hands are there for me Your words 'nd your deeds always guide me like my foot each sparkling thought of you, makes me feel rewarding. Hey dad, will you pardon me? many a time I've been harsh on you each once you complaint me on me, that's just 'cause I'm a teen I saw you stay awake when I was pretty ill that too when my mom's asleep your prayers were my soul, guided me forth I remember all your story nights, which were than the alps. 'nd riding on your back 'nd your shoulders as if you were a horse.. I heard your voice tremble on hearing I were ill. your words still echo within as if I'm a canyon Still I forgot to beg, Beg god for ...

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